She woke came in and said
There is something underneath the tree
Who is it for
I told her I don’t know
Look for a name
She said if it has my name on it
I don’t know what I’m going to do
I said go and see
She came running in
It has my name on it
Can I open it
Not yet I said
Not yet
You can open it soon
Just be patient
It isn’t going anywhere

I wish I could have just a morsel of her happiness
Just a morsel
Watching her is the best way to it
So that’s what I’m going to do
To say in truth how I feel is to sad to even write
How many will take their life
How many have nobody to talk to
For someone to hear
Everything will be okay
How many
I am hoping and holding
It is something that I have to do
May she always remember her gift from her grandmas hands
Something I will never forget
Can’t wait for her to open it
I have given all and left with worries I will turn it over
May I keep my sanity

MY SANITY
NOT A CONCERN TO ANYONE
BUT I WILL LIVE
FOR ME
AND CARE FOR HER TILL SHE CAN DO THINGS FOR HERSELF
CANNOT BE SAD AND IT ROLL OVER ON TO HER
BUT THE TRUTH IS I AM SO SAD IT HURTS

Set my mind free of worries
Come into my spirit and heal this broken being
In your name
Me