The Land

written April 30, 2018

the land

Today, I listed The Land

Daddy’s Land

and I cried

and I prayed

and I surrendered

Today, my brother drove The Truck

the ’53 Chevy, their truck

His and Daddy’s

and I cried

and I prayed

and I surrendered

Today, I asked my Brother

“am doing the right thing?”

“I’m sorry I am so emotional.”

“I am proud of you

and I can’t wait to see The Truck.”

“. . . to ride in The Truck,” he says.

He’s exhausted yet can’t explain his energy

“The Holy Spirit,” I say.

He wants free of The Land

I long for it.

I explain, maybe for the first time . . .

The Land

and Daddy

rescued me

from my little girl nightmares

He says he understands

and I pray Daddy does as well,

for

today,

I listed The Land