He's Taking Care of it

Dad is in the nursing home
Mom is getting older and failing
Sometimes I feel so awful alone
Sometimes I feel like wailing

You know it's hard not having Dad at home
I miss his laughter when he's on the phone
You know it's hard when Mom has a bad night
I pray I can sleep a little before the morning light

I have to admit I get angry at my family
The burden of mom and dad is a lot to carry
Sometimes Depression comes calling when I'm weak
Sometimes my life seems so lonely and bleak

       In the end when I'm down and life is filled with hardship
       I know that God knows and that He's taking care of it

--bro. tim pickl
   for Sue, a co-worker
   Tuesday March 16, 2004 A.D.

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