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Friday, January 13, 2017


I've never left you.

I'm the faint stirring—

That whisper against your cheek

Waking you and lingering.

I’m a prayer from long ago

A remembrance of closer times

When my heart beat as your own.

I wait in your darkest moment

And in your deepest despair

Heart longing and arms reaching

Aching to be near you once more—

Speaking softly

Yearning for you to hear

Child, I love you.

Come home.

Copyright 2017 Lynn Hampton Lacher

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