Stacey Lynn Brown

Forgive me, Pumpkin, Gaither's true

Forgive me, Pumpkin, Gaither’s true
daughter, for taking her from
you before the sun rose every day
and returning her, spent, at night.
I didn’t know anyone could
love or need her more than I did,
those five days of your motherless week.

Stacey Lynn Brown

Poem, copyright © 2005 by Stacey Lynn Brown
Appearing on From the Fishouse with permission
Audio file, copyright © 2005, From the Fishouse

Posted on July 14, 2005 7:19 AM