But I'll be sad, I fear,
And shed a tear,
For those I love and leave
My loss to grieve:
'Tis just their grief I'll grieve,
Believe, believe.
But I'll be sad, I fear,
And shed a tear,
For those I love and leave
My loss to grieve:
'Tis just their grief I'll grieve,
Believe, believe.
Mother, mother, why should you fear?
What cold, confronting shape of fear?
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories