Each day I pray for grace and for these
for because of thee my life is given new lease

Your eyes are the sunshine that lights my way
Your smile are the flowers that color my day

When thou does not come when each day you should
My mind goes in turmoil and my heart turns to wood

Others may wonder and little they may worry
But their life continues though they may feel sorry

While their life exists and their day goes still
My own life stops as my heart stands still

10/17/2000