grieve not
for what God has taken away
from you
grieve not
for what you will miss for another
hundred days
God knows each missing lock of
the hair
and for love God replaces what was
missing
with a thousand loves
For how can God ever
see a tear falling from your eyes
without giving it
a replacement of a rain of joy
sometime
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