I have no way to know your grief
    No salve of rhyme to bring relief
    No words of wisdom or belief
    No way to cheat life’s senseless thief

    I have no way to block the pain
    No shelter from the driving rain
    No words to make the madness sane
    No way to dry what tears remain

    I have no light for these dark days
    No shining star or warm sun’s rays
    No passage through the lonely maze
    No honey for death’s bitter ways

    Yet with these simple words I send
    My love and blessings as a friend
    With hope that broken hearts can mend
    And faith that this is not the end

    — Wayne Visser