Christian Poetry: let it show that I met with You

 

I let You
down.
A mile
away from
that perfect
picture
daughter.

Now, home
I long
to return.

Father, I wish
to hug, tightly.
His breath,
swallowing
my faults.
His fragrance,
my emptiness
to fill.

Give me
proofs
of encounter.
Let it show,
to me and
to them,
that I hugged
You.