My heart is full, my body numb
With grief severe and overcome
No matter where I try to look
My vision blurs, I am forsook.
Seems I’ve been here few times before
Appears there’s this familiar door
And of the lessons each has found
Let’s start with feet upon the ground.
The way is long, the journey hard
The rest I find best left to God
I pray that He will hear our claim
Greet a new dawn to spur our aim !
Claire V. Bogdanos 