Sunday, January 31, 2016

Provider

I had been fighting it all day. I'd wanted to cry from the pressure of it all. Here she was: the heavy on my chest,
a fast hole burrowed into my heart...
I am tasked with providing the sustenance for her body, but more than that, there
is the thing that keeps me awake; that I must give 
deep love 
from my human well. 
It will never be enough. 
Lord, help me.

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