When the anguish of loss begins to soften,
When the pain is not as often,
You slowly begin to emerge,
From the darkness in which submerged.
Like a baby taking his first step,
Moving beyond the tears you’ve wept,
You tentatively venture forward once more,
Opening a new and different door.
Fragile wings of hope and healing,
That maybe life can still be appealing,
Start to flutter in your heart,
Wondering if you can start.
To find meaning once again,
Believing that a soul can mend,
I pray that this is true,
Because every day, I miss you.
When the pain is not as often,
You slowly begin to emerge,
From the darkness in which submerged.
Like a baby taking his first step,
Moving beyond the tears you’ve wept,
You tentatively venture forward once more,
Opening a new and different door.
Fragile wings of hope and healing,
That maybe life can still be appealing,
Start to flutter in your heart,
Wondering if you can start.
To find meaning once again,
Believing that a soul can mend,
I pray that this is true,
Because every day, I miss you.
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