When Your Hope Is Gone
My heart grew more fonder.
by Blair Jarrells
Each time I saw you at your best.
So happy and wholesome.
And filled with cheerfulness.
Then suddenly you began to falter.
And your eyes grew dim
But you'd always remember to give praise to him
Then slowly, as you grew weaker each day.
Tears came to my eyes each time, I'd see you kneel and pray.
For life is short, and oh so brief.
To see you in such pain, brought my heart such grief.
So gather around you, all of you love ones.
Don't just sit there all alone.
There's nothing left but sadness, when your hope is gone.