The pain inside me grows like a rising river, what will I do to get through this winter?
The thought of you being here no more is a thought that strikes me to the core.
I miss the sound of your laughter and the sound of your voice, you went away and I didn’t have a choice.
Why did you have to go so soon, you haven’t had enough time to see me bloom.
The warm memories remain that I hold dear, Heaven isn’t as far away as we thought – this has become clear.
Lord help me to overcome this hovering of sadness and replace it with a heart of gladness.
Time on earth is precious and to be revered, You gave us the gift of life with those we hold dear.
Where can I go for comfort? Where can I get relief? In the shelter of God’s almighty wings is where I choose to find peace.
