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He Knows

( [email protected] ) Jan 31, 2005 03:55 PM EST

by Faye Jones

I poured my heart out;

I knew He heard every word;

I told Him of my great pain--

How it seemed no one understood

My beautiful son suffered and died

I watched months as he lingered

His pain was mine.

He was so young, just thirty-four

His death seemed such a waste.

His life had been full, rewarding

And he was so blessed.

I told Him I needed to know why.

He has not given me answers--

But much more

He's lived my pain of a child's death

He could have saved his son-

I endure the pain-I have no choice

He bears the pain because He loves me.