Grief Poem - Seasons Change
Last updated 5/5/2023 at 11:38am
Seasons do change and so do we, as we walk the Grief Route.
We shuffle on but this we know; we're loved without a doubt.
"Time" marches on, we miss our mate, no matter 'time' of year;
What "e'er" his work, he did his best - to us he was most dear.
Grief knows no time - we're all unique, covered by God's great care.
Our hearts feel broke, but God is near, He's close as a quick prayer.
We're born to die; we'll go back "home," as soon as You, Lord, call.
We're here to work but when time's up, we'll skip o'er earthly wall.
Death dates sneak up, we get a shock, knocks wind ri...
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