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{Released|Posted|Printed}: February 2018

{Released|Posted|Printed}: February 2018

Shall {We|I actually|My spouse and i} wither and fall {as an|such as an} autumn leaf,
From this deep sorrow - from this painful grief?
Just how can I go on or find a way to be strong?
{Will certainly|Can|Is going to} I ever again enjoy life's sweet song?

{Occasionally|Often|Oftentimes} a warm memory {storage sheds|garden sheds|garden storage sheds} light in the {deep|darkness|sunset}
And eases the pain like the song of a Meadow Lark.
{This|That} flits away on {quiet|noiseless|muted} wings and I'm {only|by itself|exclusively};
Hungering for more of the sunshine it {experienced|got|acquired} shone.

Shall grief's {nasty|unhealthy|poisonous} cold sadness consume {me personally|myself},
Like a winter {surprise|tornado|thunderstorm} on the vast {upset|furious|irritated} sea?
How can {We|I actually|My spouse and i} fill the void and deep desperate need
To replant my heart with hope's lovely seed?

{After that|In that case|Then simply} I look at {a picture|an image|a photography} of your playful {cheerful|grinning|beaming} face
And for a moment I escape to a serene happy place;
Remembering the laughter and all you would do,
Cherishing the honest, {nurturing|qualified|looking after}, loving spirit of you.

Shall spring's cheerful {plants|blossoms|bouquets} bring life anew
{And permit|And let|And enable} me to forget the agony of missing you?
Will spring's burst of new life bring fresh hope
And teach my grieving soul how to cope?

Sometimes I'll read a treasured card you had given me
{Every|And} word's special meaning makes me see,
The {valuable|treasured|important} {present|gift idea|surprise} of love {We were|I actually was|My spouse and i was} fortunate to {get|obtain|acquire},
And I realize {you needed|you'd probably|a person would} never want to see me grieve.

Shall summer's warm brilliant sun bring new light,
And free my anguished mind of its terrible plight?
{Will certainly|Can|Is going to} its gentle breezes {run after|pursue|pursuit} grief's dark clo

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