I would sing a song
To make your cancer die
Would and have prayed please
God leave her with us
I do not pray that
You live long only enough
So you could swim now
Again with my infant son
That he would know you
Voice and praise love care
Light through frozen still air
Magic on a Christmas morning
These are not dandelions Mother
Today I chose for you
Doors because you like doors
Words because you like words
As you look back briefly
Threshold under bare pink feet
You see your wandering son
And know God’s endless grace
Joshua Hughes
30 . April . 2013
albaniacalling 
Sweet. Very, very sweet.