Moving On From Mourning

Why pine for those who have gone to their rest
They have put away their mortal toil and fears
In all things of this world, our God Knows best
For he will soothe our heart and dry our tears

On another plane, we will find what we’ve lost
For our mortal life is slipping away
At times giving little thought to the cost
For worry and sorrow will waste the day

But sadness must end, as our days go by
Leaving little time to dwell on the past
We remove any pain, only after we cry
As our memories give us hope to last

After a life well lived, we meet our fate
We meet our loved ones at the pearly gates…