I'm surpised to see the birds still singing-
all seems right with the world.
I gaze out my window just watching them
play..my little boy and girl.
Tears fill my eyes as I bow my head
lost in silent prayer-
How can I tell them, Lord, that Mommy
won't always be there?
How can I explain to them the cancer
thats invading my body?
How can I tell them , Lord?
How do I make them see?
They are too young to understand-
Josh is five..Laura is seven-
They won't be able to comprehend
that Mommy will be in Heaven.
Who will read Laura a story at nite
and gently tuck her in?
Who will bake chocolate chip cookes
for Josh..and his imaginary friend?
Why do I have to leave them , Lord?
Oh , Why do I have to go?
Their little hearts will be broken , Lord.
You know they need me so!
My tears are falling - my heart breaks-
I am not concerned for me.
My thoughts are what will happen
to my precious family!
Give me the courage and the wisdom,
Lord, to place them in your hands-
To know that Thy will be done-
Please help them to understand.
Give me the right words to tell them
Lord, that I am coming Home-
That I will always love them- even
thou I will be gone.
Help them thru the painful months-
Lord, Please hold their hand.
When they start to stumble Lord,
Rise them up! Let them stand!
I'm surprised to see the birds still singing-
All seems right with the world-
I gaze out my window just watching them play-
My little boy and girl!
Written By Linda M. Hill
