Worst Memories HealedA Poem by Nancy Lee ShraderWorst Memories Healed
Take my life not his Let him be all he can be He’s only a child It is not to be God’s in his hospital room It is time to go His hand reaches up Leaving me empty inside He took the Lord’s hand My baby is gone He’s no longer in my arms Many years to wait Cancer struck again His dad took the Lord’s hand too Leaving me alone Worst memories fill My dreams and my waking hours My lonely heart breaks Worst memories healed Because I’ll see them again When God calls me home Together at last Playing games with the angels Dad David and me
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Added on March 19, 2010 Last Updated on March 19, 2010 AuthorNancy Lee ShraderBeckley, WVAboutNancy Lee Shrader resides in Beckley, West Virginia. She is author of three books IS IT NOW? The End of Days! IS HE MESSIAH? Messianic Prophecies Revealed! And The Curse of Mayweather House Nancy Lee .. more..Writing
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