Letter for tonight

Poem by Ann Pass



O, dear God, I cannot understand
Why I am being hurt so much
I didn't think I had done things wrong
that had annoyed you so much.
You gave me a bud
a dear and loving child
into my safe keeping
to cherish undefiled
then you took my bud away
and gave her someone new
Is this your Will dear Lord
that I must repay you?
It hurts so much
that it tears me apart
especially when I see her
I'm left with a broken heart.
Surely, she is the 'lost sheep'
as it's written in St. Luke
Is this not what we need to follow
for there is only one Holy Book.
Is it not written about a shepheard
who left his sheep of ninety-nine
to look for one that was lost
to make everything fine.
Is this what I have to do
to make things alright
if so, God, I beg you
give me the strength to fight.
I feel as if I've lost already
before the battle's begun
I feel as if I'm fighting everyone
and it's not much fun.
If there's a light at the end of the tunnel
Can not you give me a sign
then I'll have something to go on
and maybe things will turn out fine.
I'll close for now
my letter for tonight
with one last plea to you:
Please help put things right.


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