Promise

 In the dark,

  before the daylight comes.

Reflecting,

  the inner sorrow and pain.

A horrific

  end of life, sadness overwhelms.

So the dark

  is a friend, a comfort, solace.

To sit here

  and wait, search for the One

Who made 

  this heart sing, go crazy, lost.

Yet with the dawn,

  rises an unknown hope, Mary.



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