The stem’s broken our deed’s damaged
There’s only shame for me to judge
Who has to let go now and hide?
How am I to go with no grudge?
The apples been bitten two times
With knowledge here comes the wind cold
In these heartbreak times we go on
To stay with you I had to be bold
Knowing the rain won’t wash away
Our shelter needed for protection
Every day’s a start to toil
For losing our God’s connection
© 2012 Michael Yost 4/7
Poetry Picnic Week 30: Doubts, Fears, Inhibitions and Hesitations