Reaching Out With Broken Fingers

I'm reaching out with broken fingers,
to the things I cannot have.
You are so close but I cant see you,
I miss you so much I might go mad.
I'm reaching out with broken fingers,
to the children who hold my heart.
I want to say that I love you, and wish you were both in my arms.

Its not the end.

I took for granted all the times we had,
when I could have held you close anytime I wanted.
I cant live without you,
I cant live my life, without your hands in mine
I might just die.
With out you here beside me I feel my soul might die.
Alone my heart in screaming to see your precious eyes.

The precious hands of my children come back to me.
Without your presence I am dying come back to me.

I can't live without you.

Through this fight I will not surrender,
until your hands are held in mine.
Your innocence and safety will be first,
I'll never jeopardize your lives.
I'll be here fighting for you until I die,
There's nothing I won't stand up too.
It brings me joy when I look into your eyes,
The best gift I'll ever have is you