The Hole in My Heart

“The Hole in My Heart”
by Connie Carlisle Polley

The hole in my heart will never be filled
Yet someday will be not so deep, not so fresh.
Someday my body’s shivering deep chill
With returning embrace and kiss will be met.

So I’ll not lose hope even though I weep.
Goodness will help me cope, bathe me head to feet.

In the meantime I’ll remember those around me
With wounds as big as mine,
And dream that arms surround me
As I leave rawness behind.

“Come quickly, Grace and Mercy!”
My voice shrieks out to the sky.
But breaking through—Light I see
Bidding darkness goodbye.

Image by Karen Nadine (Pixabay)

Grieving for Those Snatched by Death
By Connie Carlisle Polley, 2021

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