Saturday, January 8, 2011

Soaring Without Wings


As i pray at night hoping that God answers my prayers
with alot on my mind this is when i share
I watched one of the strongest women I know be broken down piece by piece everyday
Not a change in her spirit and she had only good things to say
I remember when things were going bad my aunt would put on luther vandros
I knew when she had this on i shouldnt bother
her favorite song from him was dance with my father
And now i only pray that i can dance with my aunt
I would just wanna be around her for awhile
to touch her to hug her just to see her smile
to comfort her when she was in pain
a true warrior my aunty is the epitanomy of a strong women
i only ask why
the more i think about it the more i cry
i would have done anything i could
but i remember her saying shes not afraid to die so nobody else should
i hated seeing my auntie so weak
but now my minds at ease because she's now at peace
5 years shes been fighting cancer strong
but now the lord has called and its time to go home

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