by Irene Daniel
If everything had gone the way it should,
The sweet good-byes to my Fiona
would have gone unsaid.
The fruits and flowers of my garden
Would have gone unpicked
For I would have been gone instead.
If everything had gone the way it should,
How could Jerry have come to my rescue?
Joyous moments with this pal
Would have gone unlived.
How could I miss that,
I ask you?
If everything had gone the way it should,
My child would not have told me things
He never knew he could;
Words son to mother,
Now clearly spoken
And perfectly understood.
If everything had gone the way it should,
I would not have cried out in desperation
And been lifted from despair
From my people of the dog,
My congregation.
If everything had gone the way it should,
I could not have known how much I needed
All of you;
And unasked favors
Would have gone unheeded.
If everything had gone the way it should,
I never would have known how much I am loved.
If everything had gone the way it should . . .
Irene Daniel, All rights reserved, copyright 2014
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