Silent Findings Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Staying close, watching, taking great care, gently,
with a dear friend.

Heart aching, being pulled every once in a while as
thoughts of dying silently find their way into my
mind.

Feeling the pain, crying, praying, watching God hold
him in His arms brings peace, quiet, knowing he is
being taken care of.

Then pushing these thoughts aside with some difficulty,
because they like to prey in unsuspecting corners of
my mind.

Casting off doubts with prayer and faith in God is
difficult, and I continue to try.

Gaining confidence, my heart full of love, I go on
so I can be there for him no matter what.

Last week my friend told me his odds were 50/50, but
I think God and friendship have tipped the scale a
little more in his favor.