She couldn't stand how slowly the hours were going by. The pain within she took to find the answer. But could only hope. Endless hope and hours and days went by. With tears and a very lonely heart. She looked up to God to pray. To ask him it's time. Oh Mother sweet Mother. As she looked up to heaven. She knew the Lors could have her. The echo for the pasr years of her chkildren at their play. Now her brows were wrinked the tear have took there toll. But now silence greeted her. As they went by. Her hands were so busy thoughout many years. To ache and cared and loved. To wipe away the tears. Now her hand were idle. Her work on earth were done. She lied quietly waiting for God to do his work. written 10/5/07 Posted 11/25/07
Susie Sunshine
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