They say the pain gets better
That time will heal my loss
But today I doubt their wisdom
I miss you such a lot.

For though the sun in shining
And birds sing in the trees
My heart is overshadowed
With a pain I cannot ease.

I wander through the garden
And lift my eyes to God
And pray that He will lighten
he burden of my loss.

I know that you are happy
That nought can hurt you now
But still I need God's guidance
To help me at this hour.

                     ©Helen Catherine Cramer
30th September I981

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