Through this pain I see the light Telling me to hang on and fight. Even though I want to let go Dear soul,the time isn't right its not your time to go. Broken, battered and bruised ashamed and all alone Please dear God, let me come home. No dear child, you must stay and fight, I will soon see you in the after life. Its not your time you can not go, I have things planned you'll soon know. Do not be ashamedm you are not alone, I haven't forsaken you. Dear child, you can not come home. I'll stand by you when you fight, You cant come home dear child, the time isn't right. Please hang on and fight. I know youwill do what's right.
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Posted: Apr 2010
About this poem:
I wrote this poem because I have struggled so mych with the death of my mother.
Dear B.F.A. - Sorry that you've suffered one of the greatest losses anyone can. You will I am sure come out the other end stronger, wiser, and more compassionate than you went in...and your Mom will always love and be proud of you...write on!
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