Bereaved, without the funeral,
Is how I'm feeling now,
This time of separation,
I WILL get through, somehow.
With people all around me,
To mend my broken heart,
My friends at church and family,
Latter, oceans apart,
This separation needed,
In context, things, to go,
They say that 'absense', it does make
The heart, to fondness, grow.
It feels like a bereavement,
Without the actual death,
I wonder if we'll aye re-meet,
Me and Elizabeth?
No words can heal the sorrow
Nor ease the aching pain,
Just know one thing for certain,
We'll re-unite again.
And then 'twill be for ever
In that grand Heaven above,
But now, as MY heart's breaking,
I'm needing all your love.
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