Sometimes I think I'm crazy, as crazy as can be,
To live, to love, my lust for life,
When life is hell for me.
I live in pain every moment, yet I try to smile and nod.
No matter what life has in store,
It is a gift of God.
I wish so very much for health, so I can enjoy those I love.
It seems like all has fled but pain,
To somewhere far above.
I do the best I can, but it never seems enough.
My smiles, my "Fine, I thank you"
Are pure pretend and bluff
I do not want to die, just yet:
Life still to me is der,
Maybe becauase so many times,
Old death has crept so near.
I love my God, and I'm prepared
Yet I fight for life. so, please, not yet,
Let it be taken away
As I look at my husband, children,
And sweet grandchildren.
I pray "Dear Lord, let me live to be like
Other sweet old ladies"
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