The days are long and boring now
I want to do things but I don't know-how
I shouldn't feel this way it's wrong
But these feelings are lasting so very long
To make up my mind I need some help
Where do you look where is it at
I need some help this is true
I can't figure out why I am so blue
I feel so tired all the time
I wonder if my sun will ever shine.
                                                  By Connie Hopkins

I wish I could grasp things from the past
And put them away to rest at last.
                                      By Connie Hopkins

I'm having problems I know they can see,
Oh yes there's the quilt, The Quilt of Guilt
It covers my mind just like a quilt
But it doesn't feel warm it's hard and cold
It made me feel so weary and old
Is there a future for someone like me
I hope I can stick it out and see.
                                               By: Connie Hopkins

Wee little tots
That are taken by the wind
For God has sent them
Only for lend
We don't understand
All the things he does
And should not question
Our Lord above.
                               By: Connie Hopkins

I think I am cold
But really I am not
All this sorrow I bear
Oh when will it stop
I think of the one
I lost this is true
And really they are happier
Than you and me.
                                         By: Connie Hopkins

The moment has happened it gone from us now
but the memory and hurt linger somehow
We picture his image so clear in our mind
And there it will stay throughout all time.
                                                   By: Connie Hopkins

My mother, my mother, she left my side
She is now with Jesus way up high
I'll miss her look, her love and embrace
All my fears away they would chase
It's hard I know to bear the pain
But, I have to go on we'll meet again
I'll try and be tough and hold up my chin
Because that's the way mother would have been.
                                       By: Connie Hopkins
                                                       Dedicated To: Viola Hopkins