Roses For Saint John

There are wings of yesterday,
flew over our heads, unnoticed.
A simple worship, sang from innocent
lips, and thousand knees on the floor
asked for peace. Hands fold other hands
like a sign of serious prayers. Outside
are lonely children, throwing roses for
Saint John


About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to Roses For Saint John

  1. slpmartin says:

    Love the “wings of yesterday…” 🙂

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