'He died just round the bay where the estuary meets the sea.' Photo: by Simon Godfrey on Unsplash

Poem by Voirrey Faragher

Worship

Poem by Voirrey Faragher

by Voirrey Faragher 5th April 2024

We lost a Friend this week.
He died just round the bay
where the estuary meets the sea.

A sweet day for us today
surfing, sunshine and Meeting
– it’s all worship, isn’t it?