Why God? My Son Was My Heart Poem by Jessie Greer
Why God? My Son Was My Heart
I sit here every day and ask, 'WHY GOD? '
Why did you take my son away?
Why must I feel so much pain?
Did I do something wrong?
Why God?
Why didn't you take me instead?
My son was my Heart and when you took him you took my heart anyway!
So why? Why not take me? (cause I'm alread DEAD!) I wish you would have taken me!
Scotty had so much to live for! A beautiful little boy and another little one on the way!
So again I ask why God? How could you not know how much he was needed?
You know everything God, please help me understand!
Why, Why, Why, AGAIN I ASK WHY GOD? ! ! !
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5/5/2024 8:48:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I'm so sorry for you loss. These are good questions to ask...I'm not sure that there will ever be an answer that is satisfactory, however. Godspeed with your healing.