Inner Isolation
by Laurie Kolp
The hole became bigger
as she dug further down,
until a seed was planted
that freed her firm frown.
No longer quarantined
because of isolation’s crown,
she buried misconceptions
covered attitudes in brown.
Soon the seed became a tree
whose limbs enwrapped her gown,
fulfilled that empty hole with
God’s love she did drown.
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