A Great Loss


The fields once filled with such wholesome color, now floods with dimming sadness.

The sky casts over in a deep sarrow filled black, even the heavens cry on such a day.

The meadow which once held such magnificent and pure beauty has perished with the absence of a teammate, friend and brother.

But one day the meadow will bloom again with the tears of God and his grieving children.

Then the meadow can be seen, once more, as a place of peace, joy and warmth.

Till the I shall gaze at the star filled sky with the memories of yesterday.


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