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I tried to find
The soul that cried
On this bleak and dreary night,
When angel tears
Poured from the skies
And dripped down my face

I tried to call out the name
Of that haunting moan,
That withering echo of pain;
But the foreboding wind
Swept all sound away,
All but the heartwrenching sobs
Penetrating thick clouds
And the maze-like, gray haze

I tried to follow
Such tortured wails
Ripped from an aching throat,
That shuddering sound
Only a mourning mother makes
For a child of marble,
Gone forever

I listen and search
For the grieving soul,
But realize too late
Who I am really searching for;
I feel the sorrow,
The pain, the hate;
My child has been taken too soon,
Swept up to heaven's gate;
My eyes are weary,
My throat is sore;
I am a mother,
No more...

Description
I tried to find
The soul that cried
On this bleak and dreary night,
When angel tears
Poured from the skies
And dripped down my face

I tried to call out the name
Of that haunting moan,
That withering echo of pain;
But the foreboding wind
Swept all sound away,
All but the heartwrenching sobs
Penetrating thick clouds
And the maze-like, gray haze

I tried to follow
Such tortured wails
Ripped from an aching throat,
That shuddering sound
Only a mourning mother makes
For a child of marble,
Gone forever

I listen and search
For the grieving soul,
But realize too late
Who I am really searching for;
I feel the sorrow,
The pain, the hate;
My child has been taken too soon,
Swept up to heaven's gate;
My eyes are weary,
My throat is sore;
I am a mother,
No more...