The crowd egged Him on
but He never cracked
Pilate put pressure on
but He didn’t blow His stack

He knew what lay ahead
but never shied away
The hardest cross before Him
but nothing made Him sway

He knew He’d rise another day

For Quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets Pub, where the word of the day is egg.

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.


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    • I had resolved this Holy Week to make every poem about the events of the week. When I first saw the prompt, I didn’t think I’d be able to, but am thankful I was wrong. 🙂

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