Good Friday

April 6th, 2012 by Magdalena Tabor

The man that wrought the nails

Rose early.

He hammered and beat

The heated iron,

Forming a pile.

He stopped to take his bread

And paused,

Feeling the weight

Of a single nail.

He could not have known

Its purpose.

But later that day,

He wept just the same.

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One Response to “Good Friday”

  1. Michael Tabor Says:

    So beautiful and the image just enhances the significance and importance of the dying on the cross.

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