Halls Of Sorrow

In the silent halls of sorrow, where shadows of loss reside, Echoes of laughter now silent, in memories they hide. Sickness, an unwelcome visitor, with a grip so wide, Stripping away vitality, leaving emptiness inside. Yet, within this darkness, resilience is our guide, A testament to the human spirit, that refuses to subside. Tears may fall like rain, in the grief we confide, But remember, after every storm, there's a rainbow that's supplied. Loss and sickness, life's harsh tide, Yet, in every ending, new beginnings are implied. So, we rise, we heal, in time we confide, In the strength of our spirit, life's enduring ride.