Wednesday, 3 July 2013
Cry in the night
This verse also has no name signed to it,
just a scrap of paper with a Mothers feelings on it, telling us about her pain of pains, the loss of her child.
I took the liberty of calling it,
Cry in the Night.
In a baby castle just beyond my eye,
My baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy,
Who am I to wish him back into this world of strife,
No! play on my baby, you have eternal life.
At night when all is silent, and sleep forsakes my eyes,
I'll hear his tiny footsteps come running to my side.
His little hands caress me, so tenderly and sweet,
I'll breathe a prayer and close my eyes and embrace him in my sleep.
Now I have a treasure I rate above all other,
I have known true glory,
I am still his Mother.
Share this, from me to you, for I believe that a piece of writing,
has to be seen to exist.