A cruel twist in a broken world took a father from his children

A boy and a girl, still adrift in teen-aged years,

display courage most adults have yet to find

While lovely logic tries to make sense of the senseless

they find grace to simply accept



My heart is heavy as I join the congregation

in songs meant to strengthen faith

Voices strangled in grief use stolen breaths

in hymns meant to heal

It is their sweet response that transcends our sorrow



Heads held high, they walk alone

to lead the funeral procession

Wringing hands the only sign divulging

storms of emotion raging in ones too young

As a father’s enduring love fortifies each step





photo: mine



prompts: #WyldeVerse