I cannot disappear, as though I was not here
There’s people who depend, on prayers that I must send
It would be easier to go, but I wish it were not so
For easier it would be, just to try and see
If they could make it without me!
Oh God that you might take, but never to forsake
This woman who is tired, and who has a heart’s desire
To just leave the world alone, but knowing I must atone
For thoughts like this that come, not all the time but some
Heaven has no hurts or sorrow, For just one day I’d like to borrow
And bring to my soul and heart, peace that never would depart.
But you don’t promise rain won’t fall, on only some but all
So your children must remain, until the day that you ordain
The day for us to share, your kingdom without cares
Now before any conclusion is drawn from a somewhat disheartened poem, it’s only that sometimes when there seems to be many things that pile up in one’s mind, that to imagine not having them….. if only for a time; seems very inviting. Maybe there are others who sometimes feel this; maybe not. I don’t think denying it will make it not so for me and so………….
I write what I feel!
Tomorrow is another day, and challenges lay ahead and I will face them as I ought to do. I guess that this has just been a tiring day, with many thoughts….. Diane