Better Yet

My heart was pounding, my soul adrift, like a large rock rolling towards a cliff. Like a tumbling wall my body shook, crumbling from the hurt it took. Then my angels voice echoed my child don't fret, Your life is great and will get better yet. I cried in horror lord, please remove my sorrow, I looked up at the sky and started to sigh. When my angels voice echoed my child don't fret, your life is great and will get better yet. The night was dim, I was scared within. I had a fall and through it all, My angels voice echoed my child don't fret, Your life is great and will get better yet. This is no ploy, leave all my fears and I will find joy. As my angels voice echoed my child don't fret, Your life is great and will get better yet. Written By: Jeralyn Tolliver and arranged by my Nurse Carlton.