The Loss

How do you fix the pieces of a life you never meant to break? How much of that pain should I be able to take? The rivers of loss and the heart fight for and against a wishful part. Things you hope to one day fix seem so far away. Everything I've done to right the wrongs are just as hard on their own. The flesh of my flesh. The blood of my blood. One day I hope for my love to be overwhelming... to be as a flood. Wash away the past. Forgive for the future. Almighty God I beg you to bring my boys back to me and give them the mother that finally learned how to nurture.