In the mist of shapeful clouds,
in the midst of a friend's grieving,
opened a fist of one lower than
the cherub's wrist outstretched.
Adrift, a story of comfort
exists to ensure her:
blessed is her loved one passed.
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC
In the mist of shapeful clouds,
in the midst of a friend's grieving,
opened a fist of one lower than
the cherub's wrist outstretched.
Adrift, a story of comfort
exists to ensure her:
blessed is her loved one passed.
