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Dedicated To David From His Mother Barbara



Dear Lord, with a heavy heart I
get down on my knees to pray-
You know how much I miss my son
since he went away.
He has lost his freedom, Lord, for
the things that he has done-
But he's still my shining star,
He's still my loving son.

When the darkness comes and invades
his soul at night-
And when the bars are closed behind
him an locked up tight-
Send an angel to him , Lord,
Let him know she's there.
Oh Lord, please hear my cry- hear
this Mothers prayer.

Oh Lord, how I miss him...for he's
still my little boy-
Outside in his sandbox playing with
a tinker toy-
He's still the child I tucked in at
nite and read stories too-
He's still the teenager that took care
of me when I had the flu.

Dear Lord , have your angel protect him
through the nite-
And let her still be with him come
the morning light.
I'm giving you my son Lord, mold him
with your care-
Let him know that in his heart-
Mother's always there!



Author : Linda Hill

that is really beautiful!!!

WOW! That was a tear-jerker! You could actually feel her pain pouring out. :(

Thanks so much for sharing that soraya!

That's a good one. I will have to tell Budwoman about it. She ihas been out for a few days.

Sometimes I have trouble relating to poetry. Not this time.

That was truly beautiful........thank you for sharing