Little old lady
Who sits in a chair
Who are you really
And why do I care?
I feed you, I dress you.
I answer your call
I go home exhausted
I give you my all.
You were a woman,
\ mother the same as I.
To see where life has left you
Makes me want to cry.
Where did your life take you
What have you seen?
Was life kind to you,
Did you find it mean?
You cannot answer
Your mind no longer hears
You have left all this behind
Somewhere along the years.
Know that I will be here,
Until God gives you peace.
I will hold your hand
On the day you find release.
Until then I will love you,
I will care for you every day.
God grant you happiness here,
Until you go His way
.And when you leave us,
And it is said that you have died.
I will say here was a woman,
With dignity and pride.
2006-08-07
04:47:46
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Debra M. Wishing Peace To All
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