This poem is dedicated to my mother, who instilled in me, the values of always
having faith in God and never losing sight in the power of prayer.
She taught me that with God, all things are possible.
Thank you Mom, for being an inspiration to me.
May God's angels watch over you, always.
It is also inspired by my family and friends
who stood beside me and gave me the
strength, I thought I had lost.
For this, I thank all of you.
“ Frightened Fears ”
Deep within the darkness,
my heart was filled with fears,
I felt my life was so empty, my
eyes began to shed some tears…
I felt my world had ended,
my heart sank in despair,
I lowered my head in sadness,
for I felt, this just wasn’t fair…
Many nights I would cry myself to sleep,
my heart felt such deep sorrow,
I felt like a child that is frightened, for I
thought, there would be no more tomorrow...
I feared what many others fear,
the fear that engulfs your mind,
It’s the fear of not knowing, not
knowing, what the doctor would find...
I thought of my mother and remembered,
all the pain she went through,
I could see her face filled with anguish,
yet she never lost her faith, this I knew…
She held strong in her faith, she knew that
God would take her home one day,
She knew that she would be happy, & all
her suffering, would be taken away…
My family and friends stood beside me,
they reminded me that I would be here tomorrow,
they gave me the strength I felt I had lost,
and told me, there was no reason to feel sorrow...
It was then that I realized, that God
would guide me through all my fears,
it would be his loving hands,
that would wipe away all my tears…
I prayed and asked God to watch over me,
and I was putting everything in his hands,
I knew that I would be safe there,
and I knew that he would understand…
What a wonderful feeling it is,
waking up to a bright sunny day,
Knowing there will be a tomorrow, all my
fears and sorrows, have been washed away…
I owe my thanks to one person, someone
who has never let me down,
He is our loving God, a
God that is always around…
Thank you for your loving arms Lord,
I thank you for always being there,
Thank you for not forgetting about me,
and for taking away all my despair…
Estella F. Saldivar
June 11, 2003
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