I Buried My Daughter Today |
| by Andrea Hill |
I buried my daughter today
My soul burns red with pain
No longer will I touch her face
Or caress her skin again
I buried my daughter today
God, what have I done wrong
To have her stolen from my arms
When my faith in you was strong
I buried my daughter today
Thank God I have another
I couldn't walk this path alone
Every breath is a struggle
I buried my daughter today
She was just a bit past three
Searing, ripping, tearing ache
My emotions overcome me
My other now a mother this eve
To God above, how I pray
These words by her not repeated
I buried my daughter today
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