God's Most Beautiful Angel-A Mother's Grief

Still

I still think of you each day.
I still cry myself to sleep each night.
I still haven't found my way.
I still haven't won the fight.

I still have no answers.
I still haven't seen your face in dreams.
I still get people who dance around you in idle banter.
I still can't find that ray of hope it seems.

I still consider death.
I still find myself getting weak.
I still whisper I love you in every breath.
I still pray I'll find the peace I seek.

I still can't believe.


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