The Brook of Memories

Today, a storm blew through And tears with rain drops fell. Out of nowhere, thoughts of you And a pain began to swell. Yet in my still reflection, In this somber introspection A little brook of bubbling joy Flowed in, as I remembered as a boy... When God knit a common tether Through our daily ways and means. He wove our lives together As we courted common dreams. While storms will always be, And times of loss will sadden. There is a Brook of Memories That will always serve to gladden. Above the loss of those departed, Is a solace never leaving. Held dear within the heart, A brook of joy is heaving. To sooth the pain of loss The God of comfort sent a stream To wash away our hurts beneath The Brook of Memories.