A Second Daughter Departs
(written for one who lost)
We lose a daughter, then we lose another,
yet find much sympathy that comes from all;
and know such sympathy will reach a mother
with many words that spring with every call.
We know the pain we dread and much ordeal
give such a state of mind that brings us sorrow;
and such a state of heart that makes us feel
a pain we dread may still be here tomorrow.
And yet compassion comes our way from others,
from friends and neighbours living far and near,
yes, all those folk, and many who are mothers,
will bring us solace, and a dash of cheer.
So that which often brings us all some sadness
will come with friendship that will give us gladness.
(January 2022)
Copyright © Andrew John | Year Posted 2022
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