Please Don'T Go
as I sit watching you,
making sure you're comfortable,
I'm praying that God's k9angels can't really fly,
holding your hand,
positioning mine between tubes,
filled with liquid life,
I pray your angel can't really fly.
I love you so,
But if you must go,
I'll pray for your angel to try.
Copyright © Vickie Hurtt - Thayer | Year Posted 2019
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