A TATTERED

 HEART



My mind is skittering to and fro
Like mice in a haystack with nowhere to go
Where do I go from here?
The end just doesn't seem clear

I've given my best shot
Tried all I could give
Now it's all his lot
It's not my life to live

He needs lots of help
And lots of advice
But I cannot give more
I'd have to think twice

I don't know the question
I don't know the answer
So much to input
So much to mention

I wish I could help
But it's not my fight now
I've had mine aplenty
It's his road to plough

I'll be there at the wayside
To pick up the pieces
But the journey's not mine
I've let go of the leashes

I've searched for the cure
But don't know the disease
So all I can do now
Is get down on my knees

Dear God in heaven
Please will you help
Your Son suffered more
But this is my whelp

So give me some peace
And a quietness of mind
The load is too heavy
Some help I must find

Where do I go now?
What do I do?
My love is still there
My courage is gone
I'm all out of answers
I feel so alone

Come to us and lift us
We need help so much
And I know you can help
With your healing touch

Show us the path
Although it be steep
Which way to turn
Your counsel, we'll keep

We are lost
We are drowning
The surface is near
But the way to the top
Doesn't seem clear
So Dear God in Heaven
Answer my prayer

Pat McDonnell©7/98

 

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