Poem by Shirley Drage
The loss of a loved one brings on the tears.
They continue to flow for many long years.
The emptiness felt with each passing day;
Weighs on the heart and warns it to pray.
How to go on in spite of the pain;
Losing your spirit, going insane.
The grieving goes on, hurting your soul;
Messing your mind and taking its toll.
The ache that you feel invades your dark dreams;
And begs you to wonder, "what does this mean?"
Life does go on in spite of it all;
God's help is near if you just heed the call.
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