I surely would if I could
I never sent this to anyone except to the good detective Paul Lebsock and to my Nebraska friend Marty and his wife. Marty said, it was the best poem that I had written thus far.
My heavenly daughter’s birthday is October 27th and mine is October 25th. My daughter and I always celebrated a birthday week together for 36 years but that all changed when her husband strangled her on October 22, 2016. She was brain dead because she went too long without oxygen. She was only kept alive for the sell of her organs which made the Doctors enriched. She was the perfect donor because she had o negative blood.
If you know any female who is being abused, please save her life because after she’s dead, it’s too late. No woman deserves to be abused by a dirt bag pos mfer. Nice guys don’t abuse and mistreat their women.
I surely would if I could © Donna Rae Lands (October 12, 2019)
You were lifted up to heavenly paradise…
I would fly every mile in the universe to see you again …I surely would if I could.
I would hold you in my loving arms to touch your head…once more. I surely would if I could…
I would travel the mighty seas to find every drop in the ocean. I would dry your tears and wipe away your fears…I surely would if I could.
I would go back in a millisecond to save you…I would clean your dirty feet with the gentlest of touches. I would change your destiny…I surely would if I could.
I was wrong to say, nothing could hurt me. Losing you my darling…lost me.
Whenever I cry, I ask myself why.
Why did you stay with him?
Why did you take his hate and worthless love?
Why did you choose such an evil man?
You were lifted up to heavenly paradise…
I would fly every mile in the universe to see you again …I surely would if I could.
He got a new Facebook for what he took.
We got a gravestone where all good angels have flown.
Life isn’t fair they say…but on that day….death took you away.
His evil hands wrapped around your neck in front of your son…Then it was final , complete and all done.
This is how I feel lost in injustice surreal.
I would hold you in my loving arms to touch your head…once more. I surely would if I could…
I would travel the mighty seas to find every drop in the ocean. I would dry your tears and wipe away your fears…I surely would if I could.
There is no help or justice for you or I.
There is only healing to help others…
You know darling…all the hurting sisters and brothers.
It will never be goodbye between you and I. God will see us through…till we hug again…I promise.
I would go back in a millisecond to save you…I would clean your dirty feet with the gentlest of touches. I would change your destiny…I surely would if I could.
You changed mine in that moment of going to paradise…
And the angels said, “Everything will be okay.”
I love you and I miss you.
Happy birthday to us.
Dedicated to my daughter, Jean Nichole Morfin. (RIP)
Just a Lady in the wilderness writing about this, that and what not.
“Substitute ‘damn’ every time you’re inclined to write ‘very;’ your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be.”
–Mark Twain
