Wings & Things

For I acknowledge my transgressions and my sin is ever before me.

Psalm 51:3

On pavement clings
sweet butterfly wings;
broken bitter things.

MAN’S SIN

Cold slowly shuffles in
withered leaves a brim
as sunny piles grow dim;

GOD’S FORGIVENESS 

hence no where to fly.
Tears of joy to cry;
sacrificed Lamb to die.

ETERNAL LIFE

P. Wolf; author & poet

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