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psalm of sorrow

As I walk through this valley
Facing the shades of death
It's not evil I fear
But loss

The rod of your discipline
The staff of your direction
Comfort me through struggle
All of my days

The forced march of time
Quickens its pace
My heart races
At an end in sight

But I don't know
Where the path will lead
How much it will wind
Before that dreaded arrival

I find myself in terror
Yet awed with gratitude
Accepting the intensity of pain
Seized by saccharine sorrow

I trust God has a plan
But not that I will like it
I have faith
We will find His peace

I pray you will find rest
You have suffered
Bearing it for your family
Enduring for love

But I will also help you
Fight tooth and nail
I will hold on
As long as you wish it

I have accepted my limitations
Saving you is beyond me
But you don't need salvation
So we will share time

There will never be enough
In a twisted grace
Cancer is giving us more
Memories to cherish forever

I tire of seeing so much silver
Lining every disappointment
But I won't stop seeing
How that's the beauty of life

Death is but a long dream
Our spirits are already shared
Bound by love eternally
Divinely connected forever

Circumstances forced my eyes
To look further ahead
But I have seen enough
To focus on the moment

Whatever remains of our journey
We're in it together
Tell me everything
I will always remember

Step by step
The end approaches
Life's beauty is not measured
In time, but love.

I will feel it forever
Reflecting on that beauty
I see the loss is only partial
Because your love is with me always

I will miss you, Dad
But your comfort
And your direction
Will never truly leave me

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