coram deo

Thursday, April 14, 2011

palm sunday

                          for McKenna

He was not the king we were expecting;
       He was better than our plans.
           Hosanna, gentle sister, 
                you’ve been delivered
                      to a thousand open hands.


Posted by Natasha at 7:43 PM

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