Description: Another poem from my Grandmother, written on July 5th, 1998 and 4:50 A.M. (She has a habit of staying up very late, and sleeping very late.)

Lord I often wonder why my decisions are always wrong. You gave me a wonderful life from the very first day I was born bu somewhere I've failed to follow your steps here in this world below, and one by one the things I've loved and thought was my own are gone.

Father will I ever learn to walk in your steps and follow in the path you have chose for me. Lord I already knew that I can't make it alone.

Father please help me to look the right way, and walk where you want me to go. For there's nothing down here with out your love and joy you put in my soul. Help me this day to change the way I feel and turn it all over to you my precious father, I can do without things but I can not live with out you.