prayer of a mother

prayer of a mother

A Poem by Helena
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For my sister and her baby, who is right now between life and death!

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An angel came to me tonight
Told not to worry, it's allright
Told me my daughter will be strong
For Earth is not where she beong!

Sweet angel let daughter live!
My little diamond, life and belief...
Let me hold her in my arms
Let me drown in her eyes...
Touch her forehead with my lips
Let her hold my fingertips
Let me be a mother, please!


The angel smiled and fade away
My little daughter is still here
Struggling to stay alive
Fighting for this cruel life.

© 2015 Helena


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We believe a mother's prayer goes to god right away and is accepted immediately
a mother can't fake prayer
she is praying for a part of herself
of her body
when my kids are upset i feel it
and i dont see them
and i never worry about them
thanks to prayer

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Gee
So sorry for your loss,beautifully sad poem

Posted 8 Years Ago


Helena

8 Years Ago

Thanks, Gee
This is a beautiful write!
"The angel smiled and fade away
My little daughter is still here
Struggling to stay alive
Fighting for this cruel life."

Created the perfect picture for the reader :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Helena

9 Years Ago

Thanks Aaron. Unfortunately this prayer never worked(
AaronFreitas

9 Years Ago

I am sorry to hear that
The pain a mother feels when she is giving birth
Is nothing of the pain when she sees her child cold
My prayers are with you helena.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Helena

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much!
Damn, this cuts deep. I look forward to reading more of your writings.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Helena

9 Years Ago

Thanke Elliot! U are welcome to read my works))

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Added on April 28, 2015
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Helena

Yerevan, Armenia



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