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~ Walking By Faith ~
So Little
There is so little I can do
To ease your hour of pain,
So very little I can do
To bring the sun again.
I seem to find no words to tell
How very much I care;
The phrases fall so clumsily
Upon the grief-filled air.
And so I bake a pie - a cake -
A loaf of homemade bread,
And hope that they will say the words
My lips have left unsaid;
That through them you will know my heart
Is reaching out to you -
There is so little I can say,
So little I can do.
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