The Pretty Rose Of My Tray
I am sitting here in my bedroom, looking at
her picture,
And wondering why she couldn't be a part of
my future.
Whenever the uncontrollable tears stream
down my face,
This is that hard time when my heart beat
starts to race.
Then I question God why he has taken my wife
from my life,
It would be less painful if He stabbed me with
a sharp knife.
I still needed her cos she had not completed
her task here,
She was the only one who was to make
everything so clear.
She was my essential part and I remain a part
of her forever,
When she passed away a part of me went with
her together.
I never knew that it was so difficult to lose
someone you love,
But the truth hurt me the day she went to the
heaven above.
Although I can't see but I know she is up there
watching me,
I know she is keeping her hand of blessing to
look after me.
I miss her more and more everyday but all I
can do is to pray,
In my heart she will forever remain the Pretty
Rose of my tray.
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You touched my heart, you treasured my
soul
You changed my life and I achieved my
goals
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