by Carol P. Bartlett

Created on: January 17, 2011

He was layed to rest just the other day

I can't sleep, eat or know what to say,

Everyone grieves in many different ways

Some close down and get withdrawn

others are sad and cry all the time.

We pray to God and ask him why,

all the while we plead and seek

for answers that cannot be found.

To the world we look like we're doing okay

but at night when laying quietly in our bed

we're weeping into our pillows.

Our grief ever present without any answers.

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