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Fragile

We're so fragile, I can't even think...

My love was dear to me and to the family,
Then came the enemy—Death.
I know the day is near when Death will disappear.
We'll welcome our loved ones again.

But we'll have to wait 'till then.
Death is the wage of sin.
Yes we'll have to wait 'till then.
Death is the wage of sin.

We're so fragile, I can't even cry...

It's so unfair and most difficult to bear
Fighting thoughts and emotions that won't end.
Pray for the day God will wash tears away
And our loved ones will be in our arms again.

But we'll have to wait 'till then.
Death is the wage of sin.
Yes we'll have to wait 'till then.
Death is the wage of sin.

We're so fragile I can't even speak...






Copyright © 2003-2018 by Mark Toney.  All rights reserved.
Published 2005 in "A Short Compilation of Poems-Vanessa's Song" by Mark Toney
Published 2016 in "Up In Smoke-A Collection of Poems" via wattpad.com
Photo credit: Night Gift | h.koppdelaney via Foter.com / CC BY-ND

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