Grief tests ones faith,
Mrs Mullins said.
Her son was dead;
killed in the war.
Makes you wonder
how a loving God
can take away
the one you love
and what the reason is
and what for.
Maybe,
her six year old
daughter said,
He loves him more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How about a God is wise / God moves in mysterious ways? Cant go wrong with those two, explaining everything while still explaining nothing. Nice work.