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Posted by MFish

When did this life, we know,
Start to decline, into the woe,
That became, our daily chore?
The answer does not, become more
But less and less, as we age,
Until we have, reached the final stage
Of life, with it's uncertainties,
That suddenly, bring us to our knees,
To pray, to our God above,
About the strength, of our only love.

I awaken to the sounds, at night
Of crying, silently to ease the plight
And realize that the noise I hear
Is coming from someone so near.
I move my hand and then I feel
The tears on my cheeks, are real.
Stop it! I say, in my Father's word
You're a Big Boy and don't be heard.
But at night when there is little sound
There's no one there, no one around.
The pain; knowing the loss will take
Helps me not, for when I awake,
I know that this time of ours
Will soon only be up in the Stars.

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