What is lost is never gone.

It is hidden well with care,

and as we search or carry on

within our reach, it is there.

If, though, we find not what we seek

as we check the drawers and shelves

the outcome, for us, does not speak.

We find that we remain ourselves.

What if deeper is our grief

over loss we have to bear?

What if death shows no relief

and sorrow leaves us in despair?

Remember, pain is limited

despite the merits of its toll.

For, with that loss comes great fulfillment

Together, at last, when both console!