When the heart breaks in two, and the body is weak,
And the words filled with anguish are all that you speak,
When the light of the morning has shifted to grey,
And all that you love has been taken away,
As the day becomes night in a sorrowful world,
While troublesome thoughts are abundant and hurled,
Into minutes which turn into painstaking hours,
And misty eyed tears have now turned into showers,
As you sit grieving without faith, without hope,
You are dark, finding it hard just to manage and cope,
And you wonder if ever you'll find life again,
To be happy, content like you were way back when,
Fear not, for in faith you are born into life,
And the Son shall replace all you struggles and strife,
Pray deep to the Lord, pray fervent in love,
And he'll give back to you all the dreams you dream of,
Be at peace in your suffering, for this shall soon pass,
The morning shall find you like dew on the grass,
And hope shall replace all your troubles and fears,
And color your world like sweet rainbows in tears.
Melanie D. Watson
