There is an hour the damage undone.
You only thought you covered me in stain.
You only thought you were the only one there.
You blinked! And love walked in!
He covered my blanket of stain
With the sweetness of dew in first light.
Oh, you were there, and so was He.
From The Rainmaker and the Flower
paint much love, always,
Connie Karleta Sales
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower