The Violin and the Widow

The caravan of life
Relentlessly went on
And left the widowed wife
With the past to look upon

A nervous violist
Came along one day
A moment to cherish
for the Spirit helped her play

The strains of the bow sang true
Her fingers were elegant
It was a favorite tune
And to the widow, significant!

Messages of inspiration from President Thomas S. Monson

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Oct 6, 2012 – Who can count the vast throngs of the lonely, the aged, the helpless — those who feel abandoned by the caravan of life as it moves relentlessly .