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"So soft," he reflected, holding the leaf to his face. It was Saturday. He had mowed the lawn for his grandparents.

And he knelt by the Lamb.
The fur-like hairs pressed into his cheek.
Felt the familiarity.
Felt the longing ache.

The Lamb's Ear plants lay hugged against the front of the house. Underneath the window. To the right of the black-eyed Susies. Next to the walkway that leads to the front door.
Soft, supple, a pale green; full and growing.
"My wife loves those. They surround one of our oak trees.
They always grow back, you can't kill them."

You can't kill them.
(Death be not proud, you cannot kill them)
You can't kill the Lamb.

My grandparents were the last to see him. I was told that before he left he bent down and felt the softness of the plant, held it to his face, commented on the fur-like leaves.
Green Oak's spring plants had just been delivered. Every row was green and blooming with life. I asked if they had Lamb's Ears. A lady with white hair and smiling blue eyes led me to them.
"Oh, it's cold. I need to get home to cover my own garden," she commented, weaving in and out of the nursery aisles.
I picked out two, one for my grandma, one for my mom. A golden hue draped over the foliage from the 6 o'clock sun. I set them on the counter, money in hand.

(Death be not proud, you cannot kill them)

"My wife loves those Lamb's Ears. We have them surrounding an oak tree. They always come back, you can't kill them," remarked a neighboring customer.

Soft to touch
You can't kill them

Green and blooming
You can't kill them

Even if you tried
Even if you wanted

Memories
You can't kill them

Only sleeping
You can't kill them

Victory over death
You can't kill them

Victory over death
You can't kill Him

Death be not proud
You can't kill Him

the Lamb died
Resurrected
Brought back to life

You can't kill Him
You can't kill them

Assurance solidified
Death for death
Life for life
And that Lamb died
Once and final
Once, for all.

You can't kill Him
You can't kill Him
You can't kill them.

(Death be not proud, you cannot kill them)

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from Full Hearts, Empty Places, released September 30, 2022

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allen odell Atlanta, Georgia

"Sorrowful, yet always rejoicing"

Allen Odell's music aims to evoke that very description through the combinations of lyrics, melodies, and rhythms that range from down-tempo, droney, and introspective to bright, quirky, and self-deprecating. ... more

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