AT MY MOTHER'S GRAVE

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Rita Biesemans
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AT MY MOTHER'S GRAVE

Post by Rita Biesemans » Thu Nov 01, 2018 9:33 pm


AT MY MOTHER'S GRAVE

The rain flushes my tears away
it's cold and the sky is grey
I'm praying, shivering in that chill
No answer though, it's complete still

I try to reach you and bemoan
beyond that black marble stone
I had to tell you so much more 
do please listen to me, I implore

Now that you are so close with the Lord
my sorrows, troubles at your feet I stored
I love you, I love you, you were so brave
I wish I could touch you thru that grave

Suddenly the sun breaks through
I take this as an answer from you
my heart warms up and is accelerating
while my whole person is jubilating

Your radiant light is my Noah's ark
which surely does dispel the dark
you've always been my example
in everything, extremely ample.

Thank you Lord for my mother.
Rita Biesemans written March 1997

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