I wonder why?

Every day my thoughts are spinning

Have I really lost or could I be winning

Not a lot has come to a change

Except life's adventure she can't arrange

So she throws out stories she believes are true

I go along telling her how great it was and something again we must do

In front of her I won't shed a tear

I'll only make sure she knows that I am here

She eats very little but full her plate we kept

There when she wakes and while she's slept

Some day she has no idea who I may be

I take care of her is all she can see

People ask how I can drop my every day routine

To those people all I say is " That is what Love really means"

Put on your big boy pants and for awhile forget about fun

Believe each moment you have could be the last one

Her pain I just can not sooth and she hurts every time I help her more.

She has been huge part of this life I am in

She was there before it even would first begin

Easier this wouldn't ever get

She slowly dieing and all I can do is sit

Tear in my eyes and falling apart

No matter what she's got a big place in my heart

I wonder if I will make this through

While second guessing all that I do

When she passes who should I blame

Do I express myself or call it God's claim

Some say I am doing nothing more then baby sitting

But the work this all takes they just aren't getting

For 3 days I've helped her as I cried

I ask God, To Take her , how could you decide

Believe this has Humbled me more then just a little bit

This is the part of life I wasn't prepared to hit

Mean , tough and heartless many times I have been Described

That whole side of me is now filled with helping and pride

As I sit back help, shed tears as to handle this all I try

But God why pick me to show " How I Lie"

On her last day who can really blame

Or do I thank God,"For taking her and ending her pain ?"

I do feel that I've done my part

That doesn't make it easier for my broken heart

There is something I really don't get

Good people die while on this earth the rotten one's still sit!

I know God does things in his very own way

but I am beginning to wonder," Does he hear me when I pray!


An Uncle Charlie Original