Grief Poem - Spring-time Thoughts

What once to us was radiance, which once was oh, so bright,

That precious time with you, my dear, was taken from our sight.

Nothing at all can bring you back; you’re missed so much each day.

Seasons do pass, and now it’s Spring, actually, the first of May!

Death leaves heart ache for every one, it’s difficult to heal;

Your love has left sweet memories, memories which none can steal.

Oh, soothing thoughts now that it’s Spring, we hear the birdies croon!

For a short time we’ll still on earth, could be we’ll join you soon.

Promise of Spring, beauty of May, fulfillment i...