Beside the Clay

Does it help
If I just simply sit a while
Here beside
You as you reel in recent pain?

Naught to say
No thoughts to re-invent your smile.
Hurts too much.
Will you hold up 'neath all this strain?

Sun will rise
But it will surely take a while.
God is love.
You, clay upon His wheel again.


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