Shines sweet and warm
Dripping like syrup from tree top
And pouring itself - honey - to my tea cup
I know I am not worthy
Forgiveness makes warm feelings
But brings with it the humility of what you've done
What you didn't do
What you missed
the mark:
You missed it.
Tangible and hand-holding
True Love is measured in
This Cup.
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