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The Caller

  • Writer: Cora Hanson
    Cora Hanson
  • Oct 25, 2019
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jul 6, 2020

Waves lap on the shore

I want to jump in the roar

Someone calls me back


I run to my caller

He hugs me like a father

You’re crowned. I love you.


The waves entice others

Do they want to be smothered?

Now I call them back


They can’t see my caller

I try to keep them from water

You’re crowned. I love you.


The darkness pulls them away

Imitating the caller, it betrays

The void is swallowing them


My caller’s love won’t cease

He gives me unending peace.

You’re crowned. I love you.


They’re going to their graves

Let me save them from the waves

Please, they want your peace


Please, they need your peace

Let me save them from the waves

Let me save them, please!


Finally, no one will roam

My caller will bring them home

Waves will be no more


Wrapped in His glory

We will all hear my caller’s voice

You’re crowned. I love you.



This is my first poem that I've published! Like and comment if you enjoyed it!


 
 
 

1 commentaire


eph0055
13 juil. 2020

So good, Cora! Love it.

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