Free Cee She Should Receive Prayers For All of Us
THIS IS THE ONLY WAY I KNOW HOW TO PRAY
it is for the little ones i cry
the one's whose illness no dr. can deny
i look at them with hopefulness in their eyes
and realize i have pain but i am not youthful and as wise
i hear about the child who lies in a hospital bed
surrounded by daisies of yellow and roses of red
it's a hospital room they now call their home
their walls are lined with get well cards usualy with words to a poem
these children hold my heart in their hand
and try to teach an older man to understand
they try to convince me that whatever will be will be
but i can't tolerate the young one's agony
i exponentially become maddened when the disease toys with them day to day
a few try to calm me down but it's difficult to handle it their way
i know this one young girl whose disease comes and goes
and so i pray she has many more highs than she does lows
(c) copy write 2012...PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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