The Bereavement
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Dr John Celes
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A soul, I thought was close by me,
suddenly left, for good, may be;
My only son: I wonder why
so early, he just had to die?
The way God thinks is unlike ours;
To Him are same, years, weeks and hours;
No answer comes despite all powers
Of mind and heart in earth’s bowers!
So, things can’t stay, the way, we thought;
Time’s management, to change, we ought;
An aged man, in chaos caught
still wonders at his now sad lot!
Yet, we must face life as it comes;
Some sorrows, grief and joy welcomes;
‘Endure it all, ’ our wisdom sums;
At times, life gives whole bread or crumbs!
The dead are sleeping in the dust;
Death steals alike good souls, accursed;
But life will soon end like a gust
Of wind, before we love it just!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-09-11
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