By a Thread.
Brenda N. Reid
I lagged behind, you laughed in kind,
and asked "was" I "okay?"...
My smile then hides my lowered stride--
--To watch you walk away.
The stitches fine; and bitches' whine
(delayed response to they)...
should stitch give way & then unwind
I'd argue not, this day.
Your sway was smooth and side to side...
my 1st wind dwindled (tiny lie).
Once you give in to stifled sigh,
I'll thank my God; shout toward His sky.
My Lord--can you believe this guy?
He chained my heart and barely tried.
My trek toward Heaven 'fore I died.
Love's in his eyes. Must sleep tonight.
To wake and bake in Glory's glow.
To wake and pray our private show.
So late, and yet I finally know
I'm more than "They" mistook me for. ;)
Brenda N. Reid aka Robyn Hood. Yup. 10/22/10