Don’t Give Up

I am sad that you’re not here,
Left with lots of fear.
Where to go, what to do—
Want to ask that of you.
Wish it was me instead.
Angry yelling of “Why?” in my head.
My heart needs to heal,
To learn how to deal
With life without you around,
Keep my feet on the ground.
God will help day-to-day,
Take some of the pain away.
In time there will be peace,
The hurt will cease.
Don’t give up.

By Mary Beth Hand

(Mary Beth Hand is a member of Holy Spirit Parish in Indianapolis.)