On a death

This is an older poem of mine, I wrote this for three special friends... But in the years it's sat on a paper I still haven't showed any of them 

Look right here Over vale and tear,

Vivid is the day.

(Even now so far away.)

In so much I can say.

Never will I not be pained.

Gloom somewhat holds me chained.

But happiness will abound,

As we remember the once sad man,

Is forever in God's hands.

             

                                           ~ Katrina