Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Day 6

Day 6: Something you hope you never have to do

I hope I never have to outlive one of my children.

Recently, I have had a lot of loss.  I have had my best friend die, and how her mother coped, I will never be able to grasp.  I also lost my nephew, and his father all within a matter of months.  All 3 of these people had living parents.  These parents have strength beyond words.  I would have to be committed.  I am talking padded room, straight jacket, the whole 9 yards.  I cannot imagine losing part of myself, my boys, whom I prayed for, begged for, paid for even, are so much a part of me that if I lost one of them I would feel so totally empty I would not know what to do.

I also hope I never have to bury my husband.  He is the father of my children & my best friend.  He serves this country in the Air Force and I cannot imagine losing him, in wartime, or in peacetime.  I would be devastated trying to explain to my children how we lost their father.

"If I Die Young"

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song


Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time

And I'll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little, cold finger, I've
Never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand, there's a
Boy here in town says he'll, love my forever
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time

So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done

A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when your dead how people start listenin'

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The ballad of a dove 
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save them for a time when your really gonna need them, oh

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time

So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls 

<3 Ally
 

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