Life's autumn falls, dark memories too,
We long to hold the life we knew;
The love, the face we treasured, gone
And death now silences the home.

But Love will always with us stay
Though Faith and Hope will have their day;
These sturdy guides will come to pass
When all is changed to all that lasts.

The hope that helps us in our night
Will not be needed when there's light;
Now, faith persists though lamps are dim,
We'll grasp Love's very essence, then.

- L. Barber, November 2012