Anniversary
Don’t think this day
Will harrow you ever that way
You dread
Estranged from the smile of humanity
I will fight for you
Don’t think this day
Will on the calendar ever stay
Your relic, an
Encircled date, red with stroke of travesty
I will bleed for you
Don’t think this day
Will always be one of pain
Your fortune
Engraved in stone, or living to bury
I will lay down my life for you
Don’t think I pray
Without faith or in vain
I see you
Embraced in love, I see you Merry
You will overcome as
He has
Again & again
Amen
© 2012 Anna Mosby Coleman
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