Losing a child bears an unfathomable cross to carry.
Longevity with them, we expected to just tarry.
Offerings of empathy may appear insufficient,
Yet, relating to our concerns, God remains proficient.
Death stands as merely a temporary separation.
When the time arrives, they will reenter the equation.
Orchestration of Providence may appear misaligned.
On the contrary, love as we knew it, lies redefined.
Delighting in the Lord, fond memories, and future hope—
Strength, they will supply you in the days ahead to cope.
© 2021 Sylvia Green Chatman