Sunday, April 25, 2010


More pain creeps in her life,such distress
Only to help her I am lacking I confess
Time heals old wounds but brings in the new
Hurt is a dark tunnel to travel through
Everytime she hurts, my beautiful mother
Ready I stand to love her, she is a soul like none other

I hold her in my heart like a yellow rose
Lovely and gold, through her hardship she still glows
Oh to heal her hearts pain
Vessel of God, shining through the rain

Even in hardship He makes hearts sing
Yes, my mother is entrusted to a King
Oh, this suffering, if only to wipe it away for evermore

Under the depths, as low as the ocean floor

Isn't that what Love is for?

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