Feb 2015
The wind tore branches from the mother in the hospital, in death, kissing her child goodbye.
The wind gave the hawk speed in catching the field mouse.
The mouse sang no praise to God in his atheism.
The hawk thought God good.
The mother wanted to see her child again.
The wind gave the hawk speed in catching the field mouse.
The mouse sang no praise to God in his atheism.
The hawk thought God good.
The mother wanted to see her child again.
From the Book: I Dreamed I Loved a Ghost © Derek Shane Keck
This book can be found at: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/i-dreamed-i-loved-a-ghost-derek-keck/1121105492?ean=9781312610644
This book can be found at: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/i-dreamed-i-loved-a-ghost-derek-keck/1121105492?ean=9781312610644
