Thursday, April 14, 2005

NEW YEAR

The new year comes
when the world is ready
for changes, resolutions--
great beginnings,

For us, to whom
that stroke of midnight means
a missing child remembered,
for us the new year comes
more like another darkness.

But let us not forget
that this may be the year
when love and hope and courage
find each other somewhere
in the darkness
to lift their voice and speak:
let there be light.

by Sascha
from the Sorrow and the Light

2 comments:

anne said...

I can see it is so hard to get by after losing a child. These poems make you realize how difficult. It is so good to have hope for the future.

Karen said...

It is good to have hope for the future.It didn't happen right away for me, it took time. It also took the help of friends like you to give me that hope.