I Can't Save Them All

I can't save them all,
except with prayers-
those that weep for
inverted lives, wishes
wrung dry, and children
with no more birthdays
to celebrate.
.
I can love them all,
and feel the tears
on my own face,as I
reach to Heaven
for God's good Grace.
.
I can ask for a miracle
to cause a small chest again
to rise and fall, breaths
to form words,"Mommy,
I can hesr you call"
.
The Mother cries out
to her child-"Please dear,
say you are here with me again"
as prayers, and a miracle blend.
.
I wish I could save them all,
but that only comes
from God above, but I can repair
their hearts util then
with an armful of love.
.
Jane

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keep looking Up, Dear Jane. HE is holding you.
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Very touching poem...does it hold special meaning Jane? Roamer
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Jane this was beautiful..keep up the good work!! i enjoyed this wonderful touching poem..and yes i agree with the 1st commenter God is upholding you and keep your chin up!
~~Rose
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Jane, we are all in His hands...beautiful poem, keep loving and praying. INZANE.