Keith Foley


Sleepless


Sleepless nights I do have,
Wishing my Erin was still alive.

Don't want to accept this mortal fact,
Someone I love could be gone like that.

Know one knows the twist of fate,
The stronger my love the stronger my hate.

Who's to hate - the boy she loved -
His car did crash - she's now above.

We must turn from what we see,
Go to God, and let things be.

No time to hate, no time to grieve,
For all is well when we believe.

Belief is nice, faith is stronger-
Understanding Love will take us longer.

As hard as it is and as long as it takes,
We must push through - broken heart aches.

For we know, there's work to be done,
Lets prepair ourselves for all to be - One.

One with God one with Thee,
One in Christ come talk with me.

Bring your blessings bring your praise,
Bring your self, your faith must raise.

Submitted: Sunday, March 08, 2009
Edited: Monday, May 17, 2010
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