Humble Prayer For the Sweetheart of the Soup

How can I smile when my friend is ill What kind of friend would I be if I do not miss her But miss her I do, Yesterday,I opened the card She've sent me I read it,over and over again Her words full of love laughter and joy Yesterday Yesterday is far away now Today,only a memory of her dulcet voice I wonder if those are the last words I ever got to read Or maybe,maybe I wake up tomorrow to realize her illness was only a nightmare I had a broken thought in a lost desert a terrible dream. Here I am,on my knees I kneel My faith is weak Her faith the strongest,I ever seen With her faith I turn to God My only God Cause who can console me and who will console you? Who would know better and who can do best? My God!!Your God!! Her God!! That same God We call 'Our Father in Heaven' The God who knew her name before she was ever born The God who engraved her name on his own palm The God who knows each joy and every heartache I come to you dear God I come to you with gratitude for blessing us with our special Lindamarie I come to you in prayer, I beg you Please,lend her to us,for a little bit more before you take her to the blissed garden of eternity