10 Years Ago

10 years ago today, I lost a special arrow,
2 weeks to leave, a slowly melting tallow.
My heart yearns to hear her laugh again
My tears still fall like unwelcome rain.
She left my bow to early it seemed,
but God Himself her flight had deemed.
Was the shot a useless spend?
For so many hearts a cruel rend?
The answers have seemed to escape my lore,
So many lives fell to the floor.
Why Oh God did her death bring storms?
Did not her leaving break the norms?
The grief and loss surgically removed,
the need for justice and politics proved.
I am no longer the man she knew,
my heart has changed this is true.
God in His wisdom took her to His throne,
but I in my wisdom did nothing but groan.
So now I still grieve but with bittersweet sting,
10 years ago on butterfly wing,
My sweet little Rachael whom I will soon see,
Flew to paradise long before me.





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