7/15/09
As my grandmother would say
If she could speak from the grave
Baby,
Don’t cry for me
Cause I have lived my life
Now its time for you to live yours
So that you can pave the road
That others can see
And be that bright light that leads.
So Baby,
Please don’t cry for me
I have left a life that is history
Its your hour now
To set the course of this generation
Showing them how bless it is to be godly
So go, live your life
And please remember don’t cry for me!
God sent me this small poem to comfort my heart after losing two people within a week. Also it was sent to help me deal with the aging of a mentor who is 88 yrs old. It was like God had them to tell me that they will be alright and for me to live my life using their lessons as a guide....
