Originally posted on ray shannon spicer:
In my heart, I wish for life to flourish and for vitality to reign.
Yet my hand only brings destruction and pain.
I look around and see others with their family
Their smiles abound. They live so happily
But I am away from everything I ever knew as home
I sit in the darkness and cry all alone
A dream was given to me, possibly a sign
Forecasting the departure of this mother of mine
The pain in my heart, she has lost her faith
Do not take her yet, Father please wait.
What am I to do, what can I say.
After all, I am just her little Ray
My prayer is that when her time finally comes
Her little Ray led her to the Son.
Jesus be with her and me as well
Give my mother the faith to escape from hell
As she fades slowly, I stare…
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