Randy E. Richmond

DEAR GOD…

While battlefields become quiet gardens… a soldier’s pain persists
Do ancient tears cause hearts to harden; does peace, in fact, exist?
God, please comfort my friends today… give them your healing touch
And if You could, save one for me – if that’s not asking You too much

A Response to the poem, “Stranger” ~ ©Copyright April 12, 2002 by Anthony W. Pahl