Today I cried. Yes, I cried. "Different" tears.
As a matter of fact they weren't even for me.
I cried for a sister. I cried for a girl.
I cried for a mother with dreams deferred.
I cried for a girl who's trying to understand.
I cried for a mother who's holding her hand.
Did I mention that I cried? Yes Lord, but not for me.
As a matter of fact I cried. I cried for Tennessee.
I must mention that I didn't stop at crying. My tears turned into prayers. Prayers of intercession on behalf of a sister. Intercessory. Necessary. ~Lady Galloway