To the Editor,
Lord I love my family, but Lord how
Could this be the things that we go through that we go through
That we think you donít see, but you see
Everything the good and the bad, the times
When we have lost and the times when we
And when all the trials and tribulations
Start to come our way, Lord you only take us
Through them for a test of our faith. And at
Times like these we have to be strong, life each
Other up so we can all continue on.
And of course itís going to be hard everyday
That we strive, but we have to keep faith,
And thank God weíre still alive. And when
We are going through the heartaches and the
Pain, Lord it is you who always keeps us sane.
And even when we bring the torment upon
Ourselves, sweet Jesus itís you who brings us
Back to health.
Because Lord itís you, who keeps us at peace,
But most of all God itís your mercy that we
Do not see. So have mercy on us oh Lord and
Bless each day that we see, but most importantly,
God take control of our feet. Because
At times we may get lost, and donít know which
Way to go, and where we are going only God in Heaven
Knows. So I write this poem not just for
Me, because at the end of the day
We are still family.