11 September, 2006

To my precious ones...............

Daddy is so sorry, I hope one day you can understand and forgive me.

Precious, penned by Martin Gore - Depeche Mode

Precious and fragile things
Need special handling
My God what have we done to You?

We always try to share
The tenderest of care
Now look what we have put You through...

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

Angels with silver wings
Shouldn't know suffering
I wish I could take the pain for you

If God has a master plan
That only He understands
I hope it's your eyes He's seeing through

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

I pray you learn to trust
Have faith in both of us
And keep room in your hearts for two

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Kids are tough.. so are you.

Anonymous said...

I am so sorry you have to go through this. It seems unfair that something like this should happen to someone as good as you. Just remember in all this that you are loved and can ask for help whenever you need to. The angels are watching over you.

Anonymous said...

My thoughts are with you and your precious ones. This is such a hard time for all of you, but I believe that with love, you will all get through it.

Anonymous said...

Love this....

hang in there Brian - we're all there for you, no matter what you go through...even if we're far away!

Wenchy said...

"Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give"

You know my heart... I'm sorry.