Sunday, October 14, 2012

A Place for a Prayer, or Rest in Peace Jessica Ridgeway

She came to me in the red leaves outside my window
the sunlight shining through her color so that my bedroom was filled
with her glow.

I had put her and her mother and father from my mind
because she reminded me too much of all I had to protect
every day
every waking and every sleeping hour.

Little girls have Heaven in them
and she in Heaven as sure as she is in the leaves outside my window.

She came to me two days ago
in the quiet eyes of my daughter
but I wasn't ready to look.

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