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Your love alone


In life I prayed each day to God

that one day you'd grow strong

For there is no way

you would've happened on your own

 

Yet time has passed to quickly 

in this world where I was born

And at times

it had me feeling all alone

 

And when I'd cry in want with tears

forever feeling torn

You're loving smile would

bring me back again

 

We'd laugh and sing most every night

to all our favorite songs

It was that joy we shared

that help me understand

 

While the years before your mother died

I dreamt how it could be

But instead of feeling thankful

I felt strange

 

So when she was taken from me

for a time I couldn't see

And by the time my eyes were open

I had changed

 

And by now that you have seen my grave

I beg you not to mom

For there is more to me in death

than rocks and sand

 

My body may be buried here

but whatever's left lives on

it was your love alone

that made me who I am

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Grant12
<p>I wrote this poem for a friend that suffered a horrific loss.</p><p>First her mother and then her father,</p><p>I wrote it from the perspective of her dead father</p><p>in the hope it would bring her some comfort!</p>

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