Circle Time

All was well

until the circle of prayer

was called



Simple Sesame Street Shape

and yet the word alone

shatters my world



I no longer run

I am a

Big Girl

now



But I will not

close my

eyes



I have to face

this Grief

It took me by surprise

too often

before



But know that He hears you all

and just because I don't stick

Around



Does not mean

I may not meet Him

on the corner

of the street

when I

leave...

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this poem
made me smile .