A Sonnet From Amour Americaine

A part I am of all the stars and heavens,

And like the Eagle, I am pure as light.

My true heart is broken into sevens

One for every Ocean, blue and white.

Amusing now that Death is my dear friend.

Never far…waiting to fulfill his task.

I will be joyful to see journey’s end.

And drop away this sinful being’s mask.

I’ve seen too much of hunger and of want

Folks with no blanket sleeping on the ground

Desperate as animals on the hunt.

Praying that Jesus’s mercy is found.

Yet, I’m content living among those fools.

Who are, in Heaven’s eyes, the precious jewels.