Patience takes time as we await the storm,
That just passed by suddenly,
Without a warning in sight.
We await until the pain drifts away
And our grief subsides,
And the very moment we smile.
We await because we know, grief has its season
And a part never leaves us
Because a part always remains with our loved ones
At home.
We await until the pain subsides,
And we await until the storm slowly passes by,
And then one day,
When the grief has diminished
We smile again and cry,
A relief and a sigh.