Hoping to Transfer These Feelings

I'm praying to see you next month,
Folding my hands and bowing my head;
Whispering tearful Amens
As I ask God for the strength to be just enough.

I'm writing verses to occupy my time,
Pen in hand and words slow;
Whispering words frozen like snow
As I hope to God I will be right next to your side.

I'm listening to melodies filed with screams,
Eyes closed and heart pounding;
Whispering the lyrics that are approving
As I wonder if God will hear me.