Time

Elya42 September 12, 2013 - 5:18pm

As days slip into nights, years pass through our lives

Time heals all - a lie indeed; It speaks not, to broken hearts,

Love and grace soften the pain and still we grieve for you

 

Memories of you season our days, they do comfort our broken hearts

For we know the day will dawn and no longer will we be apart

 

You soar far beyond earthly tethers, you live though your voice be silent

You are – though not with us and we know, love can never die


About the Author
On June 10, 2001, two police officers came to my door to tell my 16 year-old son's body was found in a small creek. He had been drowned by the hand of a "friend" who has never been charged. I found that writing helped me work through my grief. What I write may not be the most eloquent; though it does come from a grieving heart. It is my hope that I may encourage a broken heart that is walking through their grief.
I'm Grieving, Now What?

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