Lord, please tell me, why

Times passes and still we cry.

Please explain the hole in our hearts

And why something whole feels broken in parts.

Tell me why the tears begin to flow,

Good days and bad, they don’t seem to slow.

Help me to heal and heal others in turn

Teach me Lord, because I’m ready to learn.

Enlighten me how to heal my children and their friends

Show me how so their pain lessens.

Time heals all wounds, that’s what they say,

Unfortunately for us, I’ll have to say nay.

The pain hasn’t lessened; it still exists

Close to the surface and always persists.

So tell me Lord, what can I do?

I thought for a moment and then I knew

When you love and love deeply as we all had

To have known such a special young man makes me less sad.