All I Ask Of You
Don't tell me you know how I feel
You haven't walked in my shoes
Don't tell me I have other children to love
That won't bring back the son that I lost
Don't tell me to get out of the house
Maybe I just want to stay here and mourn
for my lost son.
Don't tell me it will get better
From my point of view it will never be better
Don't tell me it could be worse
How much worse than this could it be
Don't tell me to trust in God
I do trust in Him and love Him
That won't bring my son back
Don't tell me to eat and take care of myself
Maybe the food wont stay down
Maybe I dont care about myself right now
Don't tell me to try to get some sleep
Don't you think I would love to sleep
Don't tell me all this,
You have'nt walked in my shoes
Do tell me you care
Do tell me you love me
Do tell me you will be there if I need you
If I need to just talk to call you
Or better yet, you call me
Just listen, thats all , just listen
Do let me cry
Do let me mourn
Do let me experience this
terrible loss that I feel.
Do pray for me.
That is all I ask.
Author Biography
I am an oil artist, digital artist, and embroidery artist, and I write
poetry. I have been writing for 8 months. I lost my son on Dec. 5, 2000.
And I have been writing mostly about him and my loss and love for him.
