NOW THAT YOU SLEEP – (excerpt)

When tragedy strikes and misfortune takes its toll

There’s comfort in knowing, that God is still in control

Though hard to accept, it’s nothing we can change

For now your life has been pulled, far, from our range

And while you sleep, we’re left to weep

Weep,

For the loss of a precious son,

A beloved brother

A loyal friend

And a loving father

We may never have told you, all we may now like to say

Because we took it for granted

         that you’d be near to us each day

Suffice to say, to us, you never truly belonged

But it still somehow feels that we have been so wronged

For while you sleep, we’re left to weep…

From : Tales, Praises & Spiritual Rhymes- Pheonia Bailey copyright 2009

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