As my children grow older
Their years at home are almost gone
I’m waiting to know if I’ve done it all wrong
My proposal is in the mail
Will this time be the answer to my prayers?
Will my book finally get published?
Or will I shed yet more tears?
For the silence to end between my sister and me
I’ve spent time on my knees
Will we ever be as close as we used to be?
I’ve blessed and saved
Knocked continuously on your heart’s door
Lived for you
Cried for you
Bled for you
Died for you
-- Tammy Hornbeck