Beanery Online Literary Magazine

May 6, 2008


—written by Robert A. Woodall

You left me here in love, now I must find
Some solace in bereavement, heaven sent
To wash away the pain that grips my mind
And shrouds my heart in doubt. My strength is spent.
Can I, in faith, yet glorify His ways?

Your lifeless hand would touch away (more…)