The pain,
we both feel,
is so unbareable,
it's a scary thought,
of a parent dyeing,
but everything's gonna be fine,
we'll get through this.
...
Tears may fall one day,
but i'll be there to catch 'em,
to never let them fall again.
...
Prayers and hope is all we can do,
the rest is up to you know who,
big man upstairs will make everything alright,
just trust and believe in him,
and he'll do the rest.
: : end: :
written: 10/27/05
**i wrote this for my friend...because her mom was in the hospital with heart problems.**
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem