In God's Hands

In God's Hand One day my darling dear ran away Left silently without a word to say Which I would ever want to hear Like I love you or lets have a beer. Lives like mine more than likely will All your desire along with ability kill She so closely had carried with her Including my cat who likes to purr. All I got left is my guitar and me As I start singing a soft, sad melody And If you sing, I will strum along; Maybe we can make it become a song. Played notes and out my heart poured; And are the only thing that I can afford; God Himself never would want to design All of my sadness and an absent mind. Eventually, finally a fool will forget; Something had happened even better yet On earth. she still will be waiting there I'm in God's hand with His loving care. James Serious Mysterious Horn, Retired Veteran www.poetrysoup.com www.story-telling-around-the-world.com