I’ve veered, now road of grief I tread, amid the thoughts of friends now dead
Those thoughts consume, I find no way to rest
In my mind, I’ve memories feed, with the tears that sorrow shed
The reaper keeps on taking, life’s quota of the best

I try to understand just why, some friends and family come to die?
Before that time should ever come their way
I question as I look above, why take the special ones we love?
Faith, its strength, it weakens, a little more each day

The treasured thoughts of those I knew, somehow seems to pull me through
That rut of day which leads into despair
I open up the picture book, the book in which I often look
Taken back by memories and times again to share

Life changes, as the years go by, the ups and downs, each word goodbye
Upon the road, which changes every day
Things happen, which should never be, their purpose, I can’t seem to see
The years and ticking hours, go forward along their way

I know the hurt within won’t pass, as the light it does through glass
But slowly it will wane
My thoughts of sorrow, they will turn, though full of grief, relief will yearn
Always shall the memories, of they now gone remain