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| Faith from Death | |||||||||||||
| As a child, | |||||||||||||
| I believed. | |||||||||||||
| Just as Megan believed. | |||||||||||||
| I sang in church. | |||||||||||||
| I learned my prayers. | |||||||||||||
| I started to grow up | |||||||||||||
| And I started to doubt. | |||||||||||||
| As I learned about science | |||||||||||||
| And revolution, | |||||||||||||
| Things I was taught | |||||||||||||
| Contradicting what I believed. | |||||||||||||
| But now | |||||||||||||
| I have never believed more, | |||||||||||||
| And I have never wanted to be more faithful; | |||||||||||||
| I know that if I continue in this path, | |||||||||||||
| I will be with my Peanut again. | |||||||||||||
| �I never saw my vision of heaven changing until you left. | |||||||||||||
| ...Until weeks after you left. | |||||||||||||
| I always saw my heaven as my paradise, | |||||||||||||
| �Where I would meet with, or wait for, | |||||||||||||
| �My husband, | |||||||||||||
| �My children, | |||||||||||||
| My grandchildren. | |||||||||||||
| �Where I would see my parents, | |||||||||||||
| �Grandparents, | |||||||||||||
| And aunts and uncles again. | |||||||||||||
| Where I would either meet with or | |||||||||||||
| Wait for my cousins and their children. | |||||||||||||
| �Where I would wait for you. | |||||||||||||
| �I was the older sister, | |||||||||||||
| I should have gone first. | |||||||||||||
| �I should have waited for you. | |||||||||||||
| I should have been your guide | |||||||||||||
| So you had a warm embrace waiting for you | |||||||||||||
| �From your big sister. | |||||||||||||
| �It should not be the other way around, | |||||||||||||
| �But it is. | |||||||||||||
| So I put my faith | |||||||||||||
| In my Lord and Savior | |||||||||||||
| �And we will be together again. | |||||||||||||
| �Little sis greeting big sis. | |||||||||||||
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