PoetryExhale May 2, 2011April 27, 2012 Martha Spong After school, in the car,we talk about the news,speak of justiceand revengeand predictably awfulhuman responses,and she says–this young one–“I can’t be gladthat someone died,because I’m a Christian,”and I, her mother,let out a breath. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
That could not have been more beautifully expressed by your daughter, nor more beautifully written than by her mother. LikeLike Reply
lovely
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THAT is powerful. Thank you.
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Amen, Light Princess. Amen.
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Whoah. I exhale too. Powerful.
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Amen. You did good, mom.
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That could not have been more beautifully expressed by your daughter, nor more beautifully written than by her mother.
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wow.
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Oh, this is beautiful! Thanks for sharing it.
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