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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Does God know the sorrows of man? Does Faith relieve the burdens of sin? She was worn out as she was worn in Her spirit had no use for her body Her eyes saw the face of death lurking The smells that sweet sick puissant odor When decay lingers in the air Fingers of death entrap the nostrils As life chokes softly from the limber sack of skin flesh and bones Her delicate arms fragile is blown glass Scarred by forced life from tubes That sent her dirty blood to be cleaned by the wonder of a machine Of medical science Her arms delicate and swollen no longer could they accept Forced life, worn out and worn in Her spirt broken as her body hungers for rest The ole gal had put up a fight to live But life lingers unwelcome The body knows what the mind fights It's time to go It's time to rest It's time for death to cover you in his blanket of eternal sleep The face of sleep is the face of death Peace Rest Blissfulness She never accepted death She never wanted to die My mother never told me Son I want to die Not her, never she was a miracle of life Defying death with her small fragile body Weaken by disease and decay of outliving your body's usefulness The will for life burns the soul and ignites the spirit Mocks death and laughs the laugh of false hope Clinging for immortality against the foothills of Olympus Looking up into Heaven with a glare of defiance I can take what life brings me I can suffer poverty, hunger, war, hate, prejudice I can absorb ignorance in tolerance guilt I can shed tears I can grant forgiveness I can offer love, prayer, faith I can give birth, toil , blood I can accept salvation I can accept death Does God really exist? She asked The flames of fever allow the seeds of doubt But Satan you lost this soul to simple Grace Yes, and soon you will be with Him The Shepard is calling for His lost lamb Follow Him Home Mother Dear follow Him Home As she laid there near her time she asked to return to her earthly home And so we took her body there But her spirit had long ascended the Stairway to Heaven Her last words to me of Mother to son I don't want to live this way anymore As if to apologize for dying I understand Mother Love I understand Does God grant mercy in suffrage? Are the sins of life absorbed through the prayers of Mothers? Saint Peter open Those Pearly Gates My Mother is there to rearrange God's furniture
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