chin up, a poem

chin up, beloved
this is not now the time of grief
but the time of faith

if you must jump the gun
(reading circumstances and assuming results)
jump the gun
toward faith
and hope in the happy ending

and if the ending is not happy
and you find griefs and sorrows…
chin up, beloved,
I will be there with you
and you will find comfort in me

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