Tabatha Transcends

Tabatha Transcends The rains in March came down; And she thought that they would never cease. She prayed with all her might; For just a little peace. The clouds remained so dark; And gloominess all around. She cried out for it to stop; But no hope could be found. She said that I think I could make it; Though my strength is not sustaining. If only God would listen; And make it just stop raining. But the water just kept rising; And her tears flowed down in streams. Sunshine found only while asleep; And comfort be in her dreams. She really tried to fight it; In silence and all alone. Until the day she shut her eyes; And angels took her home. ~ Darlene Doll Smith In loving memory of Tabatha Gayle Anderson