Friday, November 25, 2011

Holding Up



I held you up.
While I was crumbling and collapsing,
with the weight of us.
I held you up.
When I begged you to see my frailty,
You laughed, "What are you trying to be, smart?"

I was never the victim.
I was the willing partner to lifting you up
Until I fell so far and so hard that I landed,
In God's heart.
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