My Heart Bleeds Poem by MBJ Pancras

To Our Daughter Suzanna Christy Maria Patricia



My heart bleeds
When she's down in sickness,
Tears from my inward eye
billow the flowers of our garden,
Each petal turns black,
And the garden lacketh not greenery,
The sun shineth, but there seems dark.
Each moment, every shot at me,
Cold waves slap my cheeks,
Foggy mist sleeps in my eyes,
Blues toll strikes my ears,
Everything smells bitter.
My heart raises supplications unto HIM,
And His Answer is ever fruitful.
May be His Blessings in disguise,
And we'll be in His Fold.