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Do not weep for me, my little Brick Top.
My arms are spread like wings; 

Above the earth - I soar,
No longer concerned about things!
My hands are free and my fingers move with agility,
And my heart has pain no more!
Do not weep for me, little Brick Top.
My legs are stretched and I have hinds feet.
In my steps are strength and my stride's complete.
And my eyes, they cry no more!
Do not weep for me, little Brick Top.
There is nothing that can hold me down.

My spirit can sing as to heaven it flows,
And my bones are laid in the ground.
And my breath, it is no more!
Do not weep for me, my little Brick Top.
For together you and I will be ~
Just smile and let your sweet mind rest,
I'm sure, like me, you'll pass the test.
And I'll wait for you patiently.
And heartbreak we will know - no more.

 

DeLayne Victoria Perry

Copyright ©2001 DeLayne Perry

 

Poem written for Helen Hayden when her husband, Richard Hayden went on to be with the Lord, Our God.   His pet name for her was "brick top."