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| Down Down is an understatement, when you feel the way I do today I feel the pain of all, along with my own which now seems trite The motherless child, the father not allowed in the child�s life Make my broken heart break a little more in a different way I feel for the man with the sign, �will work for food� He too has a story, a mother, and memories sure of a better life Possibly a broken heart, a child not able to see, or a disgruntled wife For him too, this heart bleeds, sets me in a more than down mood For the baby left in abandonment, on a cold nights doorstep I feel the pain of all concerned, makes me know how much I�m blessed For these tragedies are ongoing existent always, some would never have guessed So many more have pain much greater than I you see many mothers have silently wept All I can offer for the ones in turmoil and in a bad way Are my prayers to God that the pain and tragedy will cease to be All I can offer, is to ask that he touch their life as he has touched me And I know he hears all prayers, each and every one, have faith in his grace, and is all that I unto you �can say Copyright � 2001 Dennis Hicks All Rights Reserved by Author |
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