Little Silences
By Owen Swain
When a loved one dies “before their time”
and no one tells us,
Time heals…
When we are pressed in, overwhelmed
and no one says,
God never gives us more than we can handle
When we are grieving beyond the vale
and no one says,
I understand exactly how you feel
When two lovers hold hands and heart
and neither says,
anything at all
When we don’t say, I’ll pray for you,
but in secret we do pray
When our child dies
and no one says,
She’s in a better place now
When they do not say
I’ll pray for you
but before their Father, in secret, they do pray for you
When no one presumes, patronizes, plagiarizes or pontificates
the little silence makes the world richer.
Owen Swain - art + poetry & such
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