Literature
She Was There
I kept crying and crying,
nothing could hold me on that moment,
exept her hand on my shoulder,
it was to cold to be real,
but it was,
she was there,
but she was not allowed to be there,
and I don't know,
why she took that risk,
to never turn back to her God,
to her Son,
to her Husband,
she just took that risk,
to comfort me,
and that moment of peace,
while she stopped me crying,
I was happy she was there...