the on Friday night . . .
She was trying so hard
to figure out how to
Fix everything
She asked me if I could help -
of course, I said, just like before
I told you over and over and over again
Take my hand and I will walk with you
I will stay with you
I know you are afraid
And feel all alone
but I promised you I would stay
And yet
You were the one who
Went away
And now I can only
Dream that you still know
that I would have helped
Anything, everything, to
Fix it . . .
But now it is too late for
This World
I trust God in His mercy
That He has welcomed you into
His arms, so you will forever
be safe and no longer alone
or afraid
But now I only have
Hope
and
Dreams

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