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[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => WHY
[time] => 2002-11-27 17:00:00
[hometext] => This poem was written for my son Scott who became very ill at age 7yrs. He was in the hospital for 3 months the first time, where he almost died.
[bodytext] => Do you ever wonder why?
We are suppose to have a piece of the American pie. Tragedy strikes or illnesses become apart of our lives. Who cares, you say, everyone seems to say their goodbyes. Why me?, I wonder why. I feel bad inside and start to cry. Then, I see beyond myself, I do have all the weath. It is not the piece of the American pie, It is something inside myself, I sigh. It is God who has made me, and all that I am to be, Even He directs the path I am to go, you see. Is it the piece of the American pie I should really care? No, it is the love between God and I we share. Now I do not have to think to wonder why. I see clearly now that the why's and American pie are like the big blue sky. They are all apart of our lives, but one thing for sure, God and I are part of the cure. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 21 [informant] => angelrae [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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