Wednesday, December 8, 2010


In certain corners you can find
A sorry sound ring through my mind
A loss, a tragedy, a simple truth
maybe saved if noticed sooner.

The question asked is not the same
Now that she sleeps when I say her name.
No mistake, she lies awake
In heaven she'll smile never losing faith.

She looks so peaceful laying there
A small white patch upon her hair.
the needle pierced her soft smooth skin
Eyes wide open, her frown now broken
Her eyes find mine as I watch them soften
No more life its all left broken

Time there after became so slow
All but silence as I dug the hole
Spade in mud, spade in mud
The suffering is over, the pain is gone
She sleeps in heaven until I come
Michael Card

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