Yelling aloud and louder,
Tilling the gardens one bright day
The sound grew faint and fainter
Until it had slipped away.
My words were gone forever
They were never coming back
The wind absorbed my mournful cry
And wouldn’t give it back.
I shouted words in anger
DID MY HUSBAND NEED TO DIE?
Life’s cruelty cut me deeply
Wounded, I was left to cry.
Others said I was strong enough
To tackle the world alone.
I told myself that silly lie,
From morning until dawn.
Until one day I came to see
That certainly wasn’t true.
I could do nothing by myself
Without God to see me through.
Sweet memories that day did give
Such things to think about
When there are things I just can’t do,
When troubles give me doubt,
Remember, I must, I’m not alone,
Not when I walk or run,
For somedays there are tracks from two
Somedays just tracks of one.
God carries me through the valleys,
He guides me through the hills,
He watches as I sleep,
Protecting me when I’m still.
Fewer days of rants and raving
More days of smiles prevail
God’s words, and truths, and comfort
Guide me through every travail.
Every widow, listen here,
Through the darkest days of all,
Listen carefully to your heart
For God’s mysterious call.
J. Hurt 5/3/2022 — (Inspired by “Word Echoes” — C.A. Lufburrow)
*****Somedays, we all just need to Let Go and Let God.
More tomorrow.