Our hearts are hurting for Boston
And all those whose race day reward
Became a passage to Heaven
To be Home again with the Lord
We pray too for everyone injured
All the lives now forevermore changed
Because of cowardice and terror
At the hand of the sick and deranged
Our hearts are hurting for Boston
as we try to make sense of it all
But, sense cannot be made from senseless
Whenever the innocent fall
In moments like this, we look inward
and pray for a Heavenly sign
To remind us that good still trumps evil
When evil mars the finish line
Our hearts are hurting for Boston
And those that finished their ‘race’
To dwell amid Heavenly angels
Forevermore shrouded in grace
Our teardrops fall heavy to pavement
Our minds understandably grieve
For all there in Beantown affected
By terror too hard to believe
© 2013 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection
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Thank you for this reminder, and continued success.
Barbara J Henry
Boston will never be the same. Wonderful tribute, Jill!
Many blessings,
+Linda
Words seem inadequate to express the sadness
we feel about the loss. Our thoughts and prayers
to all affected.
Until we can get into the minds of people and correct frustration, loneliness, and despair, we will be unable to control those who can't control themselves. Background checks will help, but we must begin to deal with all the mental illness out there that plagues us, whether it be suicide or homicide, it comes much too often for anyone.
Ron
George
budd