Grief Poem - Gone but not Forgotten


The sun is out, it's nice and warm; we know that it is Spring!

The grass turns green, it's gardening time, we hear the birdies sing!

In sunshine we find perfect peace, we know that God knew best.

Away you flew to God's garden, He bids you gentle rest.

So much my dear, has taken place since you were called away.

So many things to share with you, had you been left to stay

Memories of you do come our way, it happens every day.

Though, absent dear, you're always near, even in a small way.

It's been a while since you left us; your death is grief - despair.

In quiet times, we still see y...

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