lost heart

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    lost heart

    everyday i wake up i can smell breakfast on the stove i scurry down the hall and you are not there. then the memory of you plays through my head me sitting there watching you take your last breath feeling lost, hopeless, and selfishness wanting you to stay but knowing god needs you more.i watch everyone going on with their life but i know they are hurting inside  just like me , wishing you was still here. i see deep in their eyes they are lost they don't want to face another day but they are just hoping your strength lives on and pushes them. you was the glue that held us together now we are broken in a million pieces. i look at your great grandson and i hope you can see him from where you are you would be so proud. i hope you can give us the strength to make it through our lives without you and soon enough we all will be together in heaven.

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