i've never met her
and i really know little about her
except that she captured
superman's heart
and when superman
proved he was not
quite invincible
she stood by her man
this stranger's death makes me sad
i feel a tug at my heart
for the boy-who is-not-quite-yet-a-man
she leaves behind
he's lost both parents
in less than two years
my friend and i
dissected his situation
like he was one of our own
thinking of who to guide this child
in a crazy world like ours
and if you add hollywood
how much crazier does it get?
what a tender age to deal
with the harshest of human emotions
grief
in the end
all i can really do is pray
also i pray for the one
who hates to fly
cradle the plane in your hands,
o Lord,
as you lift it from one city
and lower it in another
and help him remember
that he is closest to seeing You
while You are holding the plane
in the palm of Your hands
he might catch a glimpse
of Your peaceful face
But make this a comfort
placing our faith in You
to give us mercy of a safe trip
by the way, it's going to be a long three days
March 8, 2006
pray
Deciphered by Andrea at 9:16 AM
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