Disbelief

My brother is suffering; And Lord, so am I. I am sorry; But, my Lord, I must ask... "Why?" Why should someone so generous battle so very hard? Why should his life, Lord, be so very scarred? Heal him Lord; I beg of You, despite my disbelief. Take the cancer from him, Save us all this Grief. Show us all Your Mercy, As only You can do. Return him to good health Lord, I place my trust in You.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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October 20, 2015 at 11:52 AM
This poem is one I have in many different forms. One for wife, husband, mom, dad, sister, brother, grandmother, grandfather, aunt and uncle and friend.
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