He Happened on a Death One Day

He happened on a death one day
and didn’t know what to say
so he just sat and started to bray.

Someone said, “You should pray.”
He said, “My cry is my prayer today.
I just don’t have anything to say.”

The grieving family said, “It’s okay,
if you don’t have anything to say.”
So, together they cried the day away.

For years they would wail and bray
wherever they would wander or stray.
Patience is to suffer come what may.

So they sat in wait of the day
when tears and cries would allay.
That would be a joy filled day.

So, in hope, for that blessed day,
wherever they were along life’s way,
they did constantly pray.

And then one sun filled day
they spotted the shining ray
for which they waited day after day.

Yes, they waited patiently for the day
when nature’s colors came out to play.
“Life is good,” they could finally say.

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