Eye makeup smeared
Snot dripping from my nose
I cry to my father.
I tell him of my doubts
And of my fears
He listens quietly.
Then sends his light.
His peace.
His love.
He didn't say it would happen the way I want.
He said everything will be okay.
And it will.
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Thoughts of a Ham Sandwich
PoetryA collection of poems. If you're reading for the first time start at the end.
