There She Remains...

…and there she remains

In the crook of belonging

Love is life’s beauty

There is nothing more

So there she remains

To touch with thoughts reaches

And cover with prayer

Those who part from her door…

There she remains

Sweet, tender assurance

Even as hours

And miles spin their years

There, on the Shoulder of Love

She embraces

The beautiful Knowing

That Love conquers fears

© Janet Martin

Love bears all things...

My kids don't know (actually, maybe I should tell them) that my prayers follow them each time they leave and cover them while they are gone...