My son should not
Be put through
All the things he is going through
But I don’t see another way
To keep him from the things each day
Yes horrors that my wife goes through
They just cannot be hid from his view
He’s only eleven and wants to see
The mother yes who used to be
I am getting down
On bended knee
And pleading asking hoping thee
Will shed some light
Yes let us see
The woman, the mother, she used to be
My Lord I ask you show the way
To help us all to cope each day
Dear Lord, I offer up to thee
My fears, my worries, send comfort please
Dear Lord my God please help us view
The things that we can do please do
Right now she sleeps
And did just now eat
And after five days this was the first she did eat
Please help us God I ask of you
Yes please help us to just get through
I know you don’t give more than we
Can cope with but it’s hard to see
Yes see her cry and see her fear
Oh Lord Great God do hold her dear
Please send your angels here to show
Us truly how so we will know
The things that we can do to help
Dear Lord my God please help, please help
By Ronald Gainsford
© 2001 Ronald Gainsford
BY RGAI
