Oh Lord, there is so much pain I feel
It goes on and on, forever real
I cannot escape its iron grasp
With each breath I take, it’s like my last.
Sometimes I think it would better be
To close my eyes in lost victory
Because this needs all the strength I’ve got
One of those days that I’d rather not !
One’s heart grows old and tired too
With oh, so many things to do
Before I reach the end of time
When life will be no longer mine.
I close the book and ask my God
Why life has been so very hard
What can I do to make amends
To family and to my friends ?
I’ve often thought the world we knew
Had little time to guide us through
We each are of small consequence
And leave to God our self defense !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 