the story he told, casually
over lunch was enough to tell me
how he felt and draw me in
to his world, make us complete—
one, the way the story
was meant to be
told
Poetry for the Soul, Spiritual Formation
the story he told, casually
over lunch was enough to tell me
how he felt and draw me in
to his world, make us complete—
one, the way the story
was meant to be
told