Its so hard to be strong
when 'Strength' has ran away
to a place just out of reach
I pray 'it' will come back one day.
Heard some news that saddened me
prayed to God for 'strength' to come
and sit and and visit me on top
a mound of fear far away from psalms.
The fear it kept me up this night
of losing someone dear to me
someone who mere knowing was sick
it pulled at me as it shredded me.
My eyes close now as my fingers
found the familar well worn keys and...
as I drift off to sleep, I feel God
pick me up, then lay me down to sleep.
Shelley L Baxter Stanley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/3-fear-flew-away/
