for graces to grieve ~

tornadoday

were living
made heavy
by times we let pass
days we forgot
for graces to grieve

were love
but a memory
carved to our soul
a place
we remembered
to be

gathered
to story
the weight of our years
moments deeper
than skin

were longing
the measure by which
we remain
a name
breathed in silence
amen

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