Out with the old. <br />We'll start from the heart <br />and allow all that is kept <br />within to be realized. <br />Our broken locks. <br />We note not just the dead, but also <br />our flowers. We are stepping <br />into something fresh. <br />Don't count your sorrows only, <br />remember your joys. <br />Brand new. <br />Hold in no more this dolor, <br />Jesus walks among us and <br />has broken the locks and <br />opened our hearts. <br />Whether we feared it or not. <br />He is here, with understanding.<br /><br />Amanda May Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/skeletons-2/
