The Death Of A Child-This Torn And Broken Heart Poem by James Tipp

Today the question why?
Bounced off my mind
Through my heart
Ricochet around the room
Returned unanswered.
What answer would suffice
What explanation heal
This torn and broken heart.
Today is not the day
For casual words of comfort
This is the day to weep and cry
To mourn and weep unhindered.
But we do not weep alone
The Father who lost a son
Weeps with us, knows the pain.
Offers comfort to those in need.
Hope is for another day,
When sore red eyes, can see
The light that always shines
In the darkest hour.