Lord, What Have We Done? {A Poem}

girl at sunset

A voiceless thought hovers
with tear-tired eyes
as the plane lifts from Africa’s soil.
Three years packed into six bags
back across the ocean
to our new unknown.
Amid scattered shoes
and crinkled clothes
in overstuffed suitcases
Doubt
like an early morning fog
makes its home in our mind.
No longer unspoken
the words burst forth
“Lord, what have we done?”

-Debbie Neal Crawford

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