Comfort



When your mind is asking “why”
and your heart is oh-so-heavy;
Your body aches with sorrow
and you just weren’t ready.



When you’re least expecting it -
along comes tomorrow;
You waken to a brand new day
and gone is the sorrow.



Although you do not think so now,
”this, too, shall pass.”
You’ll know you have good memories,
without the pain, to last.



Another day to live and learn,
to love, to dance, to sing.
Winter has gone, with all the gloom,
and you will welcome spring.


©Joan Adams Burchell
(Started November 26, 2005 - Found and finished July 23, 2006)






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