Joshua passed on, but donna never let go... a mother's tears... pain...
The mother that cries, Within her heart, Came too close, Can't draw apart.
To convince her of destiny, Is a way to pray, To find peace, To love and be loved, To give and forgive, And yet we die, Because we have to...
What stayed with you?
A line that lingered, a feeling, a disagreement. Great comments are as valuable as the original piece.