My favorite heartbeat
Once or twice a stolen date
I know I said ‘sorry’
Entirely too late
Fights ran their course and I let myself
Get kicked out of my home
Thinking all that time
If only they had really known
Welcomed to my new home
I waited to find freedom
From one daddy to another
Feeling like I escaped a kingdom
Of terror and persecution
Where children are oppressed
I know this is a relationship
I’m not simply ‘obsessed’
He carried me to church
Helped me grow in faith
He taught me how to pray
He keeps my soul safe
I waiting out these months
I’m giving us both space
I still don’t think I’ll hear
“Sorry” when face-to-face
Forgive and forget
Live and let live
Keep those hardened hearts
My love has given me his
About the Creator
Emily Dickerson
Hopeful and young, full of love. From my heart high praises are sung. For this reason I am here: to love and serve and bring all souls near. <3
Keep reading
More stories from Emily Dickerson and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.