Beware the delivery pass they sell
For I ,so foolish, for one fell
It says I can order every day
But guess what folks, they make me pay
I tried to do one this weekend
But in 6 days I have sinned
I bought 2 loaves just for the ghosts
Foetuses, and heavenly hosts
Though my babies never grew
I have shawls both pink and blue
O mother, mother, come here now
I need your arm ,these thoughts hurt me
My linen closets ready yet
I know my babies can’t come back
Now I’m old,I’d like to see
Their eyes so gentle smile their plea
Tantrums, shrieks and other noise
I would welcome any voice
And one might look like my dear love
Why did God take them above?
Mysterious are his ends and days
How can humans know his ways?
The Lord may give, the Lord may take
Blessed be his wounded Face
For God himself does suffer too
His eyes wet diamonds , polished dew
Wet diamonds
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