Why Lord
Lord, I often open the ornate gates of the cemetery,
and walk the long winding road to his tomb;
always I bring him flowers and stay with him awhile,
and I always ask you why Lord, why did you take him.
oh, Lord give me the strength to go on without my love,
you know that I put all my faith in you and believe;
but I am so weak and full of fear, help me overcome this,
the dagger stabs my heart every single day, every day.
Lord, I am lost please help me find my way . . .
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August 17, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Why Lord
Copyright Protected, ID 16-818-989-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Prayer
sponsor, Eve Roper
First Place
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