Grief 

My Friend, I plead, don’t waste your grief.
You’ve suffered hard with no relief.
But in this life you’ve crossed a line
And through the fire you’ve been refined.

These lessons came with such a loss
Don’t waste what came at such a cost.
What did you learn from all this pain?
And did you get some kind of gain?

Are you wiser and smarter than you were in the past?
Do you think that this wisdom is likely to last?
Somewhere there’s a brother, who has such great needs.
Help him my friend, for you know how he bleeds.

You suffered hard, I understand.
You’re not alone, all through this land
People are trying just to live through the day.
Use all that you’ve learned to help them some way.

You can carry this heartbreak of yours to the grave,
Or you can reach out to others and try just to save
As many as listen to what you can say
And find comfort from you as they get through the day.

Don’t waste your grief!!!!

By Carl O. Cooper