A Road Called Miracle
I travel down this difficult road,
Carring this heavy load.
Life's journey I once roamed,
Until I married and made a home,
I travel down this road,
Filled with lesions all over my bones.
Life's taken my body from it's original form,
And now I constantly moan.
I will race down this road,
Until I touch my Lord'said robe.
Life's trials my God has directed,
Now I'm on this road called Miracle.
9/3/09 (3% MYELOMA CELLS)
Copyright © Gloria Cervantes | Year Posted 2009
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