While sorrows mount
and trials reign,
a silver lining
yet remains.
Where tears are shed
in sad refrain,
a ray of hope
will puncture pain.
A peaceful mask
adorns the face,
a man too young
to meet God’s grace.
With casket closed
and death still lain,
lips of love
caress the stain.
Woeful mourner,
clothed in grief,
clasps a lifeline
of belief.
What tale of loss
would be complete
until it’s laid
at Jesus’ feet.
When Christ returns,
the grave arraigned,
a silver lining
will sustain.
The Scenic Route 
Amen and amen!
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Thank you. A poet expresses herself in many different ways, so try not to worry.
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This particular poem actually expresses hope, in that the “silver lining” is the hope in the salvation of the one who passed on, even though we who are left mourn.
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Amen! It’s a beautiful tribute.❤️
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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A beautiful tribute to a godly man who lived his (way to short) life well.
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Thank you so much. I agree (way too short). ________________________________
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Keep writing and praying. It builds community and love.
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Thank you!
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