Sliver of the Moon

Father and Daughter It is I that aches for you to get well It is I that wipes away your endless tears, It is I that held your hand when it swelled It is I that protected you from your greatest fears. It is I that let you borrow my shoulder to cry on It is I that created the road for you to walk along, It is I that carried you when He snatched you so soon It is I that showed you the burning sunrise until noon. It is I that kneels before the road you paved It is I that sifts the sand of footsteps wave after wave, It is now that He stands He will take you to the forever Promised Land. Sliver of the Moon Discovering doubts of reality faced Reality was not a disguise, Thinking of smiles blended with disgrace Soft, mellow sounds of nature’s cries. She gazed down below and peered up above Clutching hands, praying before spiritual shadows, Surviving the helpless, needing to feel loved Within the distance remain unopened gallows. She spreads her wings to send all her love She moves through life with power of need, Opening her heart to natures’ doves Giving her message, love, pouring her great deed. Concetta Tina Scarpitti