when i think about a stronghold: psalm 31

When I think about a stronghold,
I think about all the things I just can't hold.

A little girl holding her pacifier and bunny,
A radiant smile and brand-new backpack.
A knee scraped sun kissed girl flying on her bike.
A radiant bride standing next to her soon-to-be husband.

I love the past.

And I yearn for the future.

My great (great?) grand-children,
The messiah's hand,
Or even just hold and comfort
My children,
After I've finally closed my eyes,
To tell them I love them,
And to forgive me.

But You. You I can hold forever.

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כִּי-אַתָּה, מָעוּזִּי. (תהילים לא:ה)
For you are my stronghold (Psalms 31:5)