Photo of a child

When I saw that photograph of you as a child

I cried

I saw the beauty in you

As I felt the power of your words

To help and to heal

And when I saw your inner child

I thought of mine too

And of this lonely road we walked upon

When loved ones passed

Leaving no explanation at all

There is love here

I feel it

There is growing here a faith

Deeply rooted inside of me

Strong as a mustard seed

That none of this was for nothing

Still we mourn and weep

And sometimes look back

At those long shadows cast

Over all of our present days

Until the release comes

As we realize life has not ended for us

Yet

As long as the child still remains

Inside somewhere

With all of its hopes and dreams

Still alive in us