Between Then and Tomorrow

Beneath the weight of yesterdays, A quiet ache still softly stays. Yet through the tears, a light will gleam— A fragile thread that weaves a dream. The heart may bend, but will not break, From every loss, new strength we take. Though shadows linger, dusk will fade, And dawn will paint the world remade. So step by step, with cautious grace, We leave behind that tender place. Between the sorrow and the sun, We find the courage to move on.