I wrote this poem for Good Friday several years ago, but didn’t manage to get it uploaded to the website.
I often think about what if felt like for the Disciples for that period between the Crucifixion and the Resurrection. The sense of loss must have been very great for them.
![Good Friday poem poem against the stormy sky](https://www.scribblerworks.us/fiction/wp-content/uploads/2016/04/scribblerworks-forsaken.jpg)
About Sarah
Now residing in Las Vegas, I was born in Michigan and moved to Texas when 16. After getting my Masters degree in English, I moved to Hollywood, because of the high demand for Medievalists (NOT!). As a freelance writer and editor, I found Nevada offers better conditions for the wallet. I love writing all sorts of things, and occasionally also create some artwork.