ONE PRAYER
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In the silence of my room, Which now seems to be my tomb, I think of the yesterdays gone by. I still see your face Every moment, every place. My strength drained, I start to cry. Out of the window I now stare, Just wishing you were there As you were not that long ago. I sure do miss your touch So very, very much. There's no way that I can let you know. My lonely lips do miss The way we used to kiss. Why, oh why did you have to go? How can I make you see That we were meant to be? I love you more than you shall ever know. So much hurt down deep inside, Hurt I surely cannot hide, In plain sight for all the world to see. If God would grant me but one prayer, For it all seems so unfair, I'd ask Him to bring you back to me. B.G. Wetherby |
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