God; Through My Blue Eyes

When I look up,
And know you're there,
I feel so safe,
So full of bliss.
If something were to go amiss,
You love shall guide me through this.

Once upon a time,
I didn't know you cared.
But now as I look back,
I know in fact you did.
It may not always make sense,
Though nothing really does.

I will never truely understand,
How you let the good and young go.
Thus leaving everyone else,
To flit to and fro.
Why, oh why?, must you make it so?

Still you have your reasons,
As do me, myself, and I.
So instead of aruging a lot,
I shall try to be patient,
And listen to your thoughts.