paper pencil
picture of
roses and hearts
binded together
praising as one
body and
spirit

my colouring book's torn
and my crayons are broken
into tiny pieces
no wonder those drawings
are black and white
with chalky shadings blown
away in one final breath

(through the valley of
the shadow of death)

sing my songs of celebration
when i've learnt to talk, that is
scoresheets covered in
dirt and grime from dust
left over from last sunday when
you last opened your heart

(following hard after
and setting apart)

paper pencil
picture of
roses and hearts
binded together
as father's hands
caught me as i
stumbled far

my shoes are missing for
i left them buried in the sand
when i tried to follow
i shed those tears for you today
'cause daddy's not there
to hold my hand anymore
until i saw the terrible beauty
of

roses hearts
binded in one
body and spirit
paper pencil
picture of
united praise