of Nashua's light

upon learning of her child's death

of Nashua’s light

with condolences in rhetoric
yet meager the attempt.
an expression of sadness
with tears, I present.
complexities, the issue.
from a vision,
shimmering in the morning’s dew.
her tiny spirit soft upon northerly winds
in guidance, a mighty hand,
He sends.
through the test of human belief,
her transcending
a teaching, simple, so welcomed relief.
we marvel, at the feelings, that now begin
how precious in life
a time, dictated, on how to mend.

as of man
lacking presence in mind,
confronted by sorrows, to remind.
only for granted, now, to speak,
will vivid lessons be etched, in keep.
limitations, upon a friendship
restrictions, I let be placed
it’s forfeited courage, I face.
could my will,
like in spring-time, a daffodil.
so masterfully purging,
with tips of green,
ungelling at earth’s seams.

the silent witness, I’ve been.
with emotions, I contend.
come now the shades of darkness
in grieving,
dealings of bitter-sweet loneliness
so little I’ve seen.
but
as I look upon the full moon of this night
a whispering spirit shines
on the star of Nashua Light.