My Heart
I can only remember way back when I was married to the most beautiful man
in the world. He was very precious to me.
He would hand the world to me on a silver platter is what he told me.
Then it started to deminish, when we found out he had cancer.
We had a little boy together.
My husband passed away three years ago.
The song "And Still" by Reba McEntire gets to me
instead of him being with a woman I blame
God taking him, but I understand Why.
God has blessed me to have him while I did
and God has blessed me to raise our son alone
and yet I sleep alone at night wondering Why?
When my son does something funny, or bad,
or whatever could be I wish his father could be
here to help me.
Instead I do it all alone. Asking God to give me the
strength and wisdom to go through life of trifles and
tribulations that torment me.
Copyright © Shania Lane | Year Posted 2011
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