There are many poems that I have written over the course of my life.-am escriotra, Free Lance Writer, and poetry-my family is going very difficult, because my 2 sons one of 45 years and the other 42 years old, after working honestly for many years, have lost their jobs and are on the verge of losing their homes.-we help them as more than can, but we aren’t rich and my husband and I are retired. Be perfectly that we aren’t the only family that is going through this sad situation. 85% Of the U.S. population.UU. She is going through the same thing., and this poem is dedicated to all the mothers and fathers who are suffering for the future of their children and their grandchildren.-the problems and sufferings of the children, are more difficult to cope with than their own.
Especially when there are grandchildren, whose future we know this endangered.-comes a time, in which the only thing we can do is put everything in the hands of our God-is the only one who can help them, when we no longer can continue helping-I, for my part, les give everything that I have, and until my whole life, but also I have to think of my husband, who already has 74 years.-we got married when I was 17 years and 33-the me 16 years, but it has always been the love of my life. we carry 42 years of marriage. I hope that this will serve as some comfort to other families who are going through this same sad situation-Mr, – if I TE request = Lord, if I asked you to give me all their sorrows, all his sufferings all your doubts and fears. That I you send their failures, their fears, their terrors, their troubles, anxieties, sadness and troubles-are my children, Sir, and is both it is them, – I have already lived too, and gone through your testing-knowing that experiencing, is as your us flags. I, do not give me anything, because I already want nothing to, more if you give me something, give me their sufferings. Only the joy of them, puedria calm my torment. Give them your hand, Lord, levantalos with your breath, they deserve it and only you can do it. You just I ask for your help, so you’re next to them, to help them in these black highlights. A single sigh yours, una Mirada a kiss, and my children would open its wings, and would continue its flight. Anyone have ever done damage.-have always followed your creeds,- and also are your own children, your the trajistes of the sky.-don’t forget them, Lord, .are what I most want, and at the bottom of my soul, is that you will hear my plea!