Copy writed! Dear God can't you see

I wrote this poem 3 years ago, but it in some ways applies to my feelings at the moment. Today is Justin 28th birthday, and him not being here with us is very hard, and I hope one day that Cam will be able to look at this poem and remember that GOD is powerful, and he takes the feelings of being alone away and helps us understand that we are NEVER alone, and when we hurt he hurts with us, when we cry it's his shoulder that we lean on.

Dear God Can’t You See

I took a walk one night

to clear my mind;

When I realized I hadn’t that

much time;

I looked at my watch

and to my fear, it really

seemed like the end was near;

I rushed home just as fast as

I could slipped into the room

and alone I stood;

To my surprise the room was

bare, no blankets, no bed, not even

my chair;

I rubbed my eyes in shock to see

that what once was us

was now just me;

I fell to the floor in my own

misery and screamed out loud

Dear God Can’t You See?

I cannot be alone in my slumber of thoughts

I need someone home, a protector, a guider, or even a boss.

Yes, that is it that is my last request.

Your wish is granted I heard him say but

this is your last chance, I am afraid;

It was repeated for me to understand

just as the time before I made my demand;

Still I felt the time coming near, and continued

to live everyday in fear;

I waited at night until the house got quite,

got down on my knees,

looked up at the sky and shouted

Dear God Can’t You See?

I am not ready to go and be on my own

I need you beside me to guide me.

Take my troubles, my pain and sins,

keep me believing long after the end.

After the end of this earth as we know it.

Long after the battle we’ll win and we show it.

Keep me believing to preach your word

to souls that are lost, like I once was.

Fore, Dear God Can’t You See?

I am a child of your word,

Your love and Your blood.

I was once lost, but now I am found,

I speak your name and I am proud,

I look to the sky and see the glory

And I thank you Lord for making my heart

Pure and Holy.

By M. Moss

July 28, 2005

I would greatly appreciate it, if viewer's would respect this poem for what it is, and not attempt to use as their own!