A Prayer
Six fathoms deep my mother lies
Yet I walk above, how my hearts cries!
O' Lord of the world, O' Master of the skies,
Thou hast all powers on who lives or dies.
Grant her paradise, grant her peace, O' Wise!
Grant her all love; Thy greatness who denies?
Six fathoms deep my mother lies
It's been one year - how my heart cries...
Rachel Moore
Fri 13th Mar 2020 15:06
Grief so rarely spoken about, yet felt by us all......beautiful poem!