ACROSS THE SKY
When I lie down on my bed
I imagine a scene across the sky
Which sometimes make me think & cry
Then I ask lord WHY?
That flash across the sky
Is a glimpse of bright light'
Then i visualize that dread sight
That made our Monday to MOURNDAY
The day I lost my father
no wound could have been deeper
But now after 3 years
I still realize
He 's there with us
Loving us without any fuss
So whenever I look up to the sky
I know he s there blessing us
And I know the brightest star
That seems so close
Is no one but him?
Who 'll always be bright & never dim
So just help him lord
To guide, love& care
Because without him, we exist NOWHERE …………………………………..
another nice one..
ReplyDeletedo you still write? something new, on demand...
cool loved the use of words ... like mournday
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