Sorrow and pain seem like companions
I question what it is for
I question why and where to for us
But I share the time
With sorrow and pain for they are now friends
I see your images in the bush
I can hear your laughter
Yes even you little one
And I can hear your requests for me to lend a hand
And sorrow and pain lend me a hand
To help us along our way
Jan 2002. GC
