Elizabeth Lindberg

God Speaks To My Heart - Poem by Elizabeth Lindberg

Open door, breeze on my face,
I smell the rain, think of my friend,
He has passed, to another place,
His long struggle's reached it's end,

I feel this emptyness in me,
The grief is new, this final part,
yet there is comfort in this grief,
God must be speaking to my heart,

There is a fragile thread of hope,
that one day we will meet again,
the gentle thoughts that help me cope,
with crushing grief, the loss of friend,

and yet, think I, I keep the gift,
of every precious memory,
of all the time I got to spend,
that grew the love I'll keep with me

Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend

Form: Ars Poetica

Comments about God Speaks To My Heart by Elizabeth Lindberg

  • Gold Star - 11,241 Points Allotey Abossey (5/25/2015 1:20:00 AM)

    touching...God bless you (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 179 Points Elizabeth Lindberg (5/25/2015 9:54:00 PM)

    Thank you :)

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  • Rookie Ann Barber (9/17/2011 11:21:00 AM)

    sad and beautiful

    love the last verse (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, May 25, 2015

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