To Who

Who do you tell
When there is no one

Where do you go
to whom do you run

Who do you tell
that will take your hand

Who do you tell
that will understand

Where do you turn
for someone to care

How do you smile
through darkness and despair

When will your heart be filled with joy

Like on Christmas morning
when a child gets a toy

Where can you go
when there is no where

To My Father, My Father
for your burdens

He Will Bare

 

Rose M. Mincey
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