A dome protrudes above the horizon
- a refuge for thousands
daily, it houses weeps and cries and pleas
for aid
for hope
for redemption
Atop the rocky cliff
it is a beacon
for those in need
like you
like me
like everyone
The basillica is calling.
Copyright © Catherine Young, 2007.
I always tell my students they shouldn't be afraid to share their writing.....so I decided to stop being a hypocrite. Here is my poetry...
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