When the hurt creeps up behind me
And envelopes me like a cloud of sand
When longing suffocates my every breath
Till flesh and bone cry out in agony.
When missing you becomes unbearable
And the hole you left seems all that's left
I grasp for the One who understands
I cling to Him with all my might
I will NOT give up the fight
Until at peace at last I hear
That precious voice echoing in my ear
"I love you, too, Mama."
Whatever comes - no matter what
He'll lead us to that special path
When once again at the cross we meet
with loving embrace each other greet
When He once more unites our hearts as one
in His presence we will shine.
Synthia Friesen
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