MATTIE.......

Mattie

She lies in a bed in a home not her own
Though no one is there, she is never alone
Her eyes do not see and her ears do not hear
And you sense that the Angel of Death lingers
near

Each breath is a struggle and her voice very weak
But then when she opens her mouth up to speak
Is it to ask for relief from her pain?
Or to have all her worldly possessions again?

No. Her plea is for others, she prays for her children
And praises her God for the life that He's given
She continues to struggle, though in anguish and pain
For to her life is Christ, but to die is gain

Author: VICKI BAIRD