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For Judy and Harlan
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Commemorative/Tributes I feel your pain
I hear you cry
I see the strain
How hard you try.
The box closes in,
There is no escape
There is no end,
Seems to be your fate.
But you go on.
Trying to survive,
Must be strong for your son
As long as he is alive.
Every day is a gift for him
Y’all are not alone,
We pray for his body to mend,
Our heart breaks too when he moans.
Only God knows the reason,
Why this has to be,
We can only pray in this season,
That soon he will set him free.
