Without you

by Briony

As you stand in grief,
You see our god as a theif,
For stealling me away,
You stand in the rain,
Silent and in pain
without me.

I am at peace,
In not far away,
You'll see me again someday,
We'll be happy ,
Up here and free,
So do not fret,
One day,
You'll be here with me.