By Leann Mabrey
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My arms are aching,
my heart is breaking.
I see you lay
day after day.
so tiny and pale
I blame myself because you are so frail.
I try eat, I try to sleep
I want to sit and weep.
I want to scream, I want to shout,
These IV's and tubes, please take them out.
My life for yours I would give
If only God will let you live.
I don't know how much more I can take
but what can I do when your lifes at stake?
They say God won't give more than you can bear
Seems of heartache, I've got more than my share.
People check in, people check out
mommies leave with babies, I sit and pout.
Life is a game or so I'm told,
this hand feels like poker and I'm ready to fold.
Miracles are instant, healing takes time.
If miracles do happen, I'm ready for mine.
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