Mourning Spiritual Death Poem by Charles Tiffin Clegg

Death worth mourning happened
The light and joy are gone
The clouds are dark and threatening
For hearts a cold, wet day
The clouds are crying deeply
Thunder roars the rage
at all the mourners in procession
Something died in humankind
A Spiritual decay
No pulse and silent breath
And no knows to pray
A little child asks God to change the cold
She came and wants to play
To her surprise it happened
The sun broke through the clouds
The darkness slipped away
A miracle has happened
It is a bright and sunny day