(A lone voice whispers)
Grief maybe like falling Autumn leaves
Praying for some snow
Hoping with its life giving waters
They will grow
But just before
They land and
Their only hope disappears
They see the rising sun
And in that instant
Know
Life
Love and them
Above all the silent deaths
By a thousand cuts
Will live on
Even if they turn
To dust
Tomorrow
For their love for someone special
Will flourish
In beloved memories
Of someone special
Who they were born
To trust
For sorrow can be conquered
By love
If only one person
Remembers
You tomorrow
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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