On the Death of a Friend

No pain is worse than that of grief.
It is a knife that slices deep
Into one's heart and soul and mind
and can but be soothed with time.

Though sad I was, I understood
what seems bad is often good.
For now in peaceful sleep she lies,
among the trees, beneath the skies.

So who am I to mourn and grieve
for her, whom God has now received
and finally rid her of her pain?
Though blood no more flows through her veins
She is alive! Will always be
In heart and mind and memory.

© Rebecca Rudd

Dedicated to: Susie Howard

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