I twist and turn my thoughts around
To escape the growing gloom
To think that there may be a future
That isn’t like the drawing doom
I smile to hide my searing pain
Fake laughs can create true joy
Yet my heart never lies at ease
Keeps worrying about my girl and boy
What’s in store? I do not know
What’s in sight? I cannot see
What’s that sound? I cannot hear
Only feel this monstrosity
I never folded hands for myself
Never asked for happiness
I am old and weak but willing
To pass not forward this distress
All I ask — I ask now of you
Bless not my kids with the greatest joy
Keep them safe from Sorrow’s clutches
My darling girl and my dear boy

Pray for the best, prep for the worst…and choose love wherever you can ❤
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