Joshua
by Josette Lager
I was there in the midst
of the battle the midst of
the storm,in all of its fury
I kept you from harm.
Through the eons of time
I hid you in the shadow of
my wings in my secret place,
my pavillion.
If it wasn't a soldier it was a
helpless child a forgotten senior
an abused wife, a homeless person
crying in the night and all dressed
up and no where to go.