Tonya Shore Poet I do not know?

My Plea

Dera GOD, it's me,
Please hear my plea.....

I'm tired of all these tears falling on his pillow.
The feeling of emptiness and the constant sorrow.
The day's, they seem to go by so slowly.
The nights, they make me more lonely.
I'd give anything, everything just to hold my baby.
To have him reach over and wrap his arms around me.
To feel him kiss my forehead good night.
To hear him whisper, "Your a beautiful sight."
I know your watching over him and keeping him safe.
But, I'd do anyhing to see the smile on his face.
To have his fingers playing with my hair.
To tell him about my day and all the things I want to share.
Lord, this man is my world, my friend, my husband.

I love you Baby ........ Amen

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