Knocked
down with a single stroke
And a year gone by (sigh)
I took talking and walking 4 granted
So
speaking my mind or holding my tongue and dancing
Took eating for granted or simple things like a shower
Now I’m fasting; hoping some way- some how, it'll empower
her 2 eatStill figuring a way 2 Give UP my Strength
Just 2 transfer strength to her
Year gone by (sigh)
I can hear the wheeze
She's talking to me ...
Breathe .. sigh.. wheeze... speak..
Year gone by... (sigh)
Thinking about how she spends her days
Brings haziness 2 these misty eyes.
Sit, Pray or Meditate --either way...
It's the hope for change
Year gone by (sigh)
And things still not the same
And things still not the same
Will they ever get much better?
Still spending nights trying to make deals with a God who doesn’t make deals
But far be it from me to stop wishing
In hopes of changing her condition
One year gone by (sigh)
keep up the fight.
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