Your death was more than we were ready for,
it happened in such a hurry.
I wonder what caused you pain.
What would make you worry?
Your whole family was stricken with heartache
and destroyed by your deed.
What would make a loving heart
want to see his heart bleed?
Your friends were all horrified
to know that you would make
a decision to take your life,
knowing their hearts would break.
Can’t you find an antidote
to cure our ailing souls?
Without you to reassure us,
our world just doesn’t seem whole.
Find a moment in your new found home
to think of us and know
we’re waiting for that day to come
when heaven lets us go.
7-2-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)