God is complicated

In 1996 I became a foster parent
I lost a kid to no-one-in-the-system-gives-bat-guano
I gained a thirteen year sentence
I got out on good behavior!?
I lost a baby
She was dressed in pink
The car that drove
Off with her
Was an suv turquoise
With silver running stripe
I can still see the safety glass
The caseworks overwrought hair
Stranger
Took my baby

Taught me
Love searches the sea
Of faces
Never stops missing
Always
Scans the horizon
Sees You
Everywhere

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