#20 – Absolution


I’m sentimental like leaves in the fall
I ebb and flow like the waves of the sea
Taking notes so that I don’t forget it all
Writing poetry so you don’t forget about me

Father father, I wept to the priest,
My great sins have me full of fear
He said, even the lamb after the great feast
Thought his burden was too great to bear.
Rise up my child, and praise the lord of your soul
He lifts his eyes up to meet mine
Rise up my child, the love of God will make you whole
And everything will be fine

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