I am married to the man i swore to love.
That i could have swore was sent from above.
I was sweet and caring and always stayed tough.
He sat and fussed at me,yet he said i never did enough.
I called my mom...something i knew i always could.
I statred to cry and tell her what was wrong.
She said it would be ok and asked "why don't you leave?"
"Because mom,i love him and i swore i never would."
I can make this work i thought to myself.
Something mom always said "never a negative thought"
Well i couldn't make this work.
To my heart i found i lied,on the floor he came to find his little wifey had died.
He sat and wondered what could he have done.
He hit his knees and looked up above.
All i was asked was to give her love.
"I'm sorry Sir,we did all we could do."
"We tried our best to bring your sweet love to"
"I am sure you know about the little one that also didn't make it through."
"If they would have made it through how differently would you have acted towards the two...