Without You
I've made it a month without you.
Your friends and your family have too.
You’re name pops up often.
Does this pain ever soften?
It’s hard not to feel blue.
You’ve been like a sister to me.
I think of you continually.
We can't talk on the phone
Since the Lord called you home.
You’re the one happy and free.
Like a thumb that's puffy and sore.
We’re aware of our love all the more.
Now that there's pain.
Memories flow like a train.
This grief can be a tough chore.
Thanks, Lord, for helping us through.
There are times we haven't a clue
How to live life without her.
This month’s been a blur.
I'm so glad our hope is in You.
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