Fourth and Goal!

When I Got To The Cemetery It Was Still Dark. I Found My Way To My Mothers Grave. I Told Her My Whole Heart. I Gave Her A Report About All Her Children . We Are Blame For Everything That Is Broke Or Missing . I Have To Fight For Them All The Time. Pounene I Am Tired I Have No More To Give This Is Too Much For Me. I Began To Cry. I Was So Sure She Would Get Up Out Of That Grave But She Never Did. The Sun Was Coming Up. Death Must Be A Powerful Thing When It Wont Let You Come And See About Your Child.