Many friends have come and gone—grief and closure, starting over. I never thought I'd say goodbye to you. Even now, with bridges burned and doors sealed shut, I can’t convey those woeful words which I fear above all to utter. Like the wind you whisked away before I could my farewell say. God forgive me what I’ve done to grieve Your beloved daughter. I’ll never forget the love we shared, a glorious gift from heaven. But what God takes He can anew bestow, for t’was from ashes that our own love grew. Lord, when my last friend falls away, and I’m alone and lonely, by my side You ever stay, my hope, my one and only.

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