Tag Archive | Prodigal Son
Love The father stood outside the door In day’s last reaching shadow. The fig tree just beyond was more than tired, drooping low. All he had been praying for had still not come to pass, and there was no way to ignore his son did not have long to last. Then a servant cried out, […]
The eldest son speaks to the Father, to convince him the younger son is beyond help.
The first poem in a trilogy about the Prodigal Son.
I’ll be back soon…promise!