Can I Really Do This
She's frail and weak sprawled out on the floor
Can I really do this any more
I am the one that took on the task
Hoping that with Love and family her life would last
I don't mind to work calling in
Or staying with her all weekend
But the helplessness that I feel
Is more then which some times I can deal
Maybe better hands I should put her in
But not seeing us or feeling the love would she still win
It may even be that I over react
But once she's gone I can't take it back
So I spend my day comforting her
Knowing that in reality there isn't a cure
So my friends I ask for just one prayer from you
This is by far the hardest thing I've ever had to do
It's not like she'll recover at all
More like we are just waiting til God Gives us a call!
An Uncle Charlie Original
© 2010 unclecharlie
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