Linda

Linda.

We have said goodbye,
Watching your coffin pass by,
Orange flowers atop,
Matching the orange carpeted church,
And the rain came down.

We have shed tears,
Broken speeches and words,
Sadness lays siege to our hearts,
Rosy memories changing colour,
And the rain continues.

The black clothes were inky,
The violin plaintive,
Singers grieving,
Hymn singing subdued,
And the rain kept falling.

Words remember you,
How you lit up a room,
Kindness and hard work,
Gentleness and giving,
And the rain came down.

Stealing through the darkness,
The darkness of loss,
A gleam of hope,
A pale dawn,
And the rain kept falling.

We know you are safe,
With your greatest friend,
We will see you again,
Beyond that beckoning dawn,
And all rain of grief will cease,
In the brightness of the rising sun.