Sorrow had the Final Word

There stood a deep Sorrow right out side of my door!
I tried to ignore its presence so I hid in a far off place
It found me and held me by my face, "this is the kindest thing
I will ever do for you, I'll cry with you,
so you soul will not tare, I cry
Because I truly care."
So it was my tears fell like rain,
and sorrow saw my pain I knew I
Could never hide from the part that had to flow,
it was to be seen and
Heard. Yes sorrow had the final word.