My little sister, so innocent in blueever so loving, ever so true,
following my every move.
As she asked me; Why are we here?
What do I have to prove?
So full of questions, and enduring such pains,
just doesn't seem right as she trys to hide
her bald head in tearful shame; and she cry's.
As I look to the Heavens, praying that some how I can find
Time - understanding or wisdom to answer such questions; but I hear no reply.
Why me... why her? What have we done?
Yet again, as I ponder .. what really does go on, way up yonder?
Then I gaze back in those beautiful eyes,
those loving eyes of innocence.
I have to wonder even to myself,
how could one, so young, so bold
know the limitless bounds of Love untold?
For our time here, be it short or long,
is all written in a song.
The song of Love and peace as a Dove.
For to know, true love, so few will come to see,
that is resides deep with you and me.
For to love, one's own self, is much hardier..
Yet true love, never Dies
I Love you Sis, and that is why we are here!
So please don't cry; Please don't cry...
Here let me dry those beautiful blue eyes.
Written by: Marty Sellers (Redman Ray)
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Wow, that was very heartfelt and beautiful. Sometimes it's so hard to understand why things happen, we just have to believe that there's a reason bigger than ourselves. I pray your sister can find some peace within herself.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you both,
Barry