Happy Easter … from Nickers and Ink. Hope is alive.
No more may death bring fear and woe;
The Lord is risen. This we know.
His borrowed tomb
Does yield its room,
So off to tell the world we go.
Our eyes deceive us, if we doubt.
We cover truth to capture clout.
But deep delight
Awaits our sight –
May mine match Mary’s, here on out.
c2017 by Linda Ann Nickerson
Adapted by this user from vintage artwork.
This poem was posted in response to these prompts:
April A to Z Blog Challenge
National Poetry Writing Month / NaPoWriMo