I Wonder Why
Sometimes I wonder why
My life has so much sorrow.
Will there be a brighter day?
Will I see sunshine tomorrow?
As I say my last goodbye
To a loved one I held dear,
The tears of sorrow flow
For I want to keep them here.
Then, I hear a gentle voice
So soft and sweetly say,
"They are "Safely Home" in Heaven.
You will meet again one day."
Copyright 2001 by Gloria Martel
