The
Answer
A love that you know has left you behind, to deal
with this world that is so unkind.
No matter their age at the time of demise, we hope
and we pray that they will arise.
We miss them so much this isn’t fair, this pain that
exists is too much to bare.
I loved them so much why did they have to leave, to
say its God’s plan is hard to believe.
I pray to the heavens in search of the truth, Dear
God take me away and restore their youth.
I beg and I cry to show me the way, how can I exist
without them each day.
I look for a sign to set me at ease, I ask of you
now just give me this please.
Their future was bright with all that is great, what
right did you have for their life you did take.
I look all around and see life on the go, they’re
oblivious to this for him they didn’t know.
I silently sit and hope it’s a dream, I realize it’s
not and I begin to scream.
Just as I start I feel a sense of peace, a brush on
my shoulder makes it all cease.
A voice I did hear as I sit in the night, “I’m your
Angel now and all is alright”.
By Ron Lee
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