Oh Lord how, it pains me still

Father God, will I continue to feel

Heartache  and grief, up and until

The day that I die, for real?

When my physical self, is eternally stilled

And my spirit seeks to climb, Your Holy hill

Where they say no more tears, are spilled

Nor sickness, sorrow and the manifestation of ills

That have made the beloveds, soul reel

The strongest man or woman bow down and keel

Over the price, of our redemption's bill

Paid so, abundant love, can supernaturally fill

Force out, the hurt and heal

That which seems to perpetually steal

The joy of Your Salvation, in accordance with Your will

And the promises to instill

Spiritually til

Restore and rebuild

What the devil ought to cripple or kill

Feelings that here on earth, may never be stilled

Yet, harnessed and reeled

Wrapped in love until

Death do we part

 

Still in Love,

Mommy Dearest

 

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