Rites of Passage |
By Marty Brandt |
This time in my life is so surreal
The night and darkness envelope me I lay awake and feel The baby that was not to be God has greater plans for you I am blessed with the time You embraced my heart anew Now with angels you rest sublime Three others have been my gift I am thankful for their limitless joys! It is through my aching emptiness I must lift Myself to care for my girl and boys Days of solitude will help me To reconnect to life I am so foreign to misery I long to return to happy mother and wife Only time will be my friend Small windows of joy will open once more I can only begin again To walk through life’s great door |