The last word
\nI will say to the wall,
\nis the question,
\nwho loved me?
\nWho found me alone
\nin the desert,
\nand pointed to the hills
\nwhere I found the water
\nthat bathed me,
\nthe night
\nthat healed my dreams?<\/p>\n
Who loved me?
\nThat they stayed when I left,
\nto have someone to return to,
\nand keep bread in the house?
\nAnd who loved me,
\nthat deserving or not,
\nI received a gift on my birthday,
\nand heard rumors of prayers
\nsaid for my soul?<\/p>\n
Who loved me,
\nwhen the weight of my fears
\nmade me weep
\nand refuse to go on,
\nuntil something rang like a bell,
\nand I never faltered again?
\nWho loved me? that said,
\nalways, always,
\nI will go with you,
\nand now,
\nwhen so much has gone by,
\ngives me these children,
\nand so much love?
\nWho loved me?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The last word I will say to the wall, is the question, who loved me? Who found me alone in the desert, and pointed to…<\/p>\n