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I Give Him To Thee

It still hurts, when
At the end of day
She sits all alone
Memories at bay
I am still alone she screams
But only walls can hear
and quest’s of why linger within
a heartbeat filled with fear
The fear that, no, ‘she’s not asleep
She needs to feel his arms
Was it not just yesterday
His hearty laughter came to charm
for her, time stands still
and she can almost hear him
the others all go on dear lord
she screams out on a whim
but a mothers love is eternal
through storms that often brew
Why did you have to take him lord?
His years were much too few
She carries him in mid of day
and through the dark of night
She calls to him but echoes cry
Through voice of clinging fright
Oh, Dear Lord she pleads
This pains too much to bear
It is too hard to let him go
And lord I feel so scared
Ease the pain that grips each day
Take my son and hold his hand
I give him to thee dear lord
To walk upon your holy land

Dedicated to Lupe Jio
In remembrance of her son ' 
Gumesindo Jio  " Gumby'

A mother's love doesn't die
It walks in pain every day, 'Until they meet again!

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