GUILT
It matters not what they say
You’ve done your best
But it doesn’t go away
Awake at night , it’s hard to rest
Oh God , have I done my best ?
The hardest thing I’ve ever done
Have I failed this awful test ?
Away from life I want to run .
Three years at home we did our best
Our love and prayers to no avail
Victims of life’s hardest test
Our faith so strong but yet we fail .
Spirit worn have I lost my will ?
All say I’ve tried so hard
Of Opinions I’ve had my fill
For it’s me whose lost my closest pard.
Now I place him in a home
My heart is broken , he is alone
This guilt is like an evil gnome
Crushing weight a heavy stone.
By Luke Oct 26th 2007