by Isabel Beckham

Ashes blowing in wind, 
Too many to count like
The lives You saved.

As ashes ask 
Me to memorize the melody of 
The Trumpet’s trudge through truth. 

I recall the cost that the 
Gracious gift required-
The Precious Blood of Christ. 

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Isabel Beckham is in her 4th year in college and lives in Kentucky. In her free time she reads, writes, and crochets.