Hell

Parents leave and children rail.

Children leave and parents pale.

Either way, we live in Hell.

-Stella
9-14-18

A Song to My Unknown

I want to be happy

I want to feel snowflakes on my nose

I want to be peaceful

I want to feel raindrops pool at my toes

I want to feel sunshine

Reaching

through skin sinew and flesh

I want to be part of

something beautiful

Perfect and true

Where ARE you???

-Stella

7-30-18

Sometimes

Sometimes,

when the sun is shining,

I feel it on my face,

its warm embrace.

And the cool chill of the air

whispering through

my fragrant hair.

I fold myself into your Love.

The perfect kind

from Above

Knowing I’ll be safe,

In Your unwavering Peace,

Your Certain

eternal Grace.

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