Michael's Hope--A Poem by Gwyn Tyger
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Michael's Hope
by Gary Gantney
I found a rag-doll
abandoned in a corner.
Used, abused, tossed away,
a discarded toy.
Lord, am I, the finder,
its only mourner?
This poor rag'muffin loveless
and without joy.
So many lives lost on
that sea of despair.
Lord, where had "i" been all
those so many years?
The hurt and loss felt,
seems more than we can bare.
Lord, You have carried us
through all those tears.
The dawn of the New Age
brightens in the east.
Michael's Hope now found,
wings on the sacred dove.
Beckoned to the Lord's Table,
we share the feast.
What was darkness, despair,
now glows amber Love.
Comments (2)
Excellent portrayal.....lovely...:):):)
I found where you posted this. Tear come to my eyes everytime I read this.