Softly I walk into you room, watching your face as you sleep.

Sometimes sitting there in my minds haze, I just weep.

Living, dying, crying, Never feeling life and love so trying.

Every move,,,, an inch left,,, three inches to the right,

each new day, laying the same way, into every night.

moans, short breaths, and a gasp here and there.

Take a walk to the chapel, to talk to GOD and PRAY.

Doing this everyday, then come on here and play.

Nothings right, nothings wrong, I'm just losing sight.

Tears, hopes and fears, Here there is no high gears.

Slowly decaying away, day after day, I want to run away.

The thought of her mind going, her pains she says is growing.

In a child like voice, whispering, pleads of dismay,

I am not doing well with being strong, thinking I was wrong.

my inner depressed cries for WHY, I keep on, I try.

Her pain that I cannot ease, has me praying to GOD,PLEASE.

I give it an A+. :_)

stay after class and ill give you a treat

very heartfelt write-knowing the difficulty of the situation

{{{{{T}}}}}

Is there a song you know that gives you a feeling of peace and strength, one your mother knows too perhaps? Hum it T, very softly, hold her hand or gently straighten her hair and hummmm.

((( T )))
sending you strength
Love & Light
Angels craddle your Mum
Holding you in the warmth
My prayers
My prayers

Yeah diggin' this piece...Feeling it...

Praying for you and all your family....Peace

Thank you for these words to help bring her some light,,

Sending prayers your way T! Very heart felt.

Growing old, and losing ones mental perspective as to who they are,
and have been, or reasoning of present, is the most cruelest sense
of LOVE from our creator, for all who suffer this.
That I have ever witnessed.

Terry

You don't have to be strong every minute

While in the chapel cry

Talk to god let him hear you cry

He will help you he knows your not perfect

He will guide you

My love to you

Tammy