Lisea
03-02-2008, 10:39 PM
I want the world to stop spinning because she has gone
The birds to stop singing their happy little songs
There isn’t a reason to keep pretending life is good
I find nothing to keep me from this black, dark mood
It won’t get better or ease with time
There isn’t a reason or a damn rhyme
For God allowing the best to be taken from us
She was perfect, deserving goodness and love
Laughter and light, smiles and joy
Not suffering and fear and death as a betrayal
She planned a future, with such goodness to give
Why in God’s name wasn’t she allowed to live
Tell me God, tell me, why, why did this happen?
I want answers! Explanations! The sun’s forever blackened
Give me no more pat, standard, trite stupid sayings
“When God closes one, other open doors are there waiting.”
It doesn’t help, it can’t stop my tears and pain
So when you see me for God sake refrain
I know with time my pain will be quieted
I’ll stop wanting to tear things apart in the midst of this riot
It is hard not to be angry, though Maura would be mad
She would tell us all we must go on and stop being so sad
She was always the first with words of wisdom
If we did something selfish or amazingly dumb
So on the days my anguish overtakes my sanity
I sometimes feel a tapping on my shoulder, like a light breeze
I know it is sweet, darling Maura Bella, come to say
You must let me go now, but in time there will come a day
We shall dance and sing together; we shall be close again
Maura, she will forever be to us in the end
A Wife, a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister, a cousin, a niece, a Daughter-in-law, a Sister-in-law, a Mom (to Homer), and a best friend
But most importantly Maura will always be a bit of Heaven on this earth, certainly to each and every one of us a Godsend.
http://www.hipgallery.com/photopost2/data/500/Maura_alone.jpg
The birds to stop singing their happy little songs
There isn’t a reason to keep pretending life is good
I find nothing to keep me from this black, dark mood
It won’t get better or ease with time
There isn’t a reason or a damn rhyme
For God allowing the best to be taken from us
She was perfect, deserving goodness and love
Laughter and light, smiles and joy
Not suffering and fear and death as a betrayal
She planned a future, with such goodness to give
Why in God’s name wasn’t she allowed to live
Tell me God, tell me, why, why did this happen?
I want answers! Explanations! The sun’s forever blackened
Give me no more pat, standard, trite stupid sayings
“When God closes one, other open doors are there waiting.”
It doesn’t help, it can’t stop my tears and pain
So when you see me for God sake refrain
I know with time my pain will be quieted
I’ll stop wanting to tear things apart in the midst of this riot
It is hard not to be angry, though Maura would be mad
She would tell us all we must go on and stop being so sad
She was always the first with words of wisdom
If we did something selfish or amazingly dumb
So on the days my anguish overtakes my sanity
I sometimes feel a tapping on my shoulder, like a light breeze
I know it is sweet, darling Maura Bella, come to say
You must let me go now, but in time there will come a day
We shall dance and sing together; we shall be close again
Maura, she will forever be to us in the end
A Wife, a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister, a cousin, a niece, a Daughter-in-law, a Sister-in-law, a Mom (to Homer), and a best friend
But most importantly Maura will always be a bit of Heaven on this earth, certainly to each and every one of us a Godsend.
http://www.hipgallery.com/photopost2/data/500/Maura_alone.jpg