21. January's Child Of Mine
January's child of mine,
sweet miracle of God's design.
Oh, how I can recall the night.
January's child of mine,
sweet miracle of God's design.
Oh, how I can recall the night.
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Why is the world still spinning?
Doesn't it know you're gone?
It's an end or some kind of beginning
But for everyone else life goes on
You know, I still sit around daily feeling crestfallen and betrayed by God for having taken my very best friend away from me. This above poem describes the way I am feeling now. I lost my...
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Forgive me if I cry
But there is nothing else to do
If only God could have warned me
That my life would be without you
Life, it hurts. It hurts so bad.
You're supposed to be here, and it makes me mad.
I know you're not gone because you live in me.
They say I'm strong, but how dare you leave!
Deep sadness overcame me
When I heard the dreadful news
God, please say it isn't so
I don't want my boy to go
This poem reads the mind of a person affected by grief. "But right now/You can't" has the logic. It depicts the hope that there will be a time with "can."
A tsunami of fire
A wall with no gate
Prayers unanswered
Utterly ignored
Looking up at the moonlit sky
In the quiet of the night
I found a truth that stilled my soul
In a tiny speck of light