There's been no peace for me today,
Because my brother passed away.
Here at home, a few weeks past,
I didn't know, it would be our last.
I kissed him goodbye, then he went away.
I wish I had known, it was our last day.
I can still see him, standing there.
As I look back, it was so hard to bear.
While we stood in his hospital room,
There was so much love, but so much gloom.
We talked to him day after day.
And asked the Lord for him to pray.
He could not hear what we said,
While lying there, in that bed.
Then a miracle, God did send,
Before his life came to an end.
He raised his arms high above,
And asked the Lord for His love.
I got a call that very night,
They told me, your brother died.
Written by:
Thelma Shutters
