Another one lost in Despair
We lost a friend, his heart so broken.
His weary woes were left unspoken.
He hurt inside with out release.
It must of brought him to his knees.
With wet eyes he called above.
Please dear Lord you have my love.
Let me come where once I left
Help me find peace in death.
The Lord our God with wet shiny eyes.
Looked down and to my surprise.
He spoke loud and clear
Proclaimed it for all to hear.
"My child come for you are hurt and weak"
Face buried in hands my friend quietly speaks.
I love you, Father and begins to weep.
"Your journey is over son for now you sleep."
Copyright © Rose Henderson | Year Posted 2018
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