Catching Bernie in 17 syllables of 5/7/5:
Your playful thank yous
Your throw-your-head-back laughter
Your joy in Jesus
❤
Bernie, it was a pleasure knowing you all these years. You taught so many of us how to be appreciative of every little thing, and that our joy is wholly in Jesus. My heart sings for you, knowing you are now with Him … freed from the body that trapped you.
Photo by Keith R. Good
The daddy that abused demands respect,
While brazenly he’s courting the profane.
She waits for alcohol to take effect,
Or swallows pills to numb the memory’s pain.
She daily chokes down bitter, misplaced guilt
That he’s imposed since she was just a child.
Wet pillow, stained where nightly shame is spilt,
Her very tears believe they are defiled.
But now she shuns her means for quick relief;
She’s trading pills and alcohol for truth.
And though her battle’s cruel beyond belief,
She’s vanquishing the crutches of her youth.
Her steadfast vision lifts and touches me.
Her only goal? “To God, the glory be.”
© Marie Elena Good, 2017
Veteran’s Freedom Memorial, Lima, Ohio
Democrat to Republican
Evangelical to Atheist
Conservative to Liberal
Officer to Private
Reform to Libertarian
Americans, ALL
Tea Party to Progressive
Independent to Green
Objectivist to Prohibition
National Heroes, ALL
