Visitors stare at cement walls
surrounding the sky
guard-posts every fifty feet, barbed
wire christening the top
coiled, glistening in the sun.
Behind this starched fence, a son
cries for mom and dad
wonders if they'll ever forgive him.
Jesus already did.
2011 Richard L. Provencher
My wife, Esther and I really enjoy writing. It is an excellent salve, in addition to prayers, a great wife and family during my continuing recovery from a stroke/aneurysm. You can contact us at: firstname.lastname@example.org re comments on our work. We live in Truro, Nova Scotia, Canada. Pray for others.