So I am working on this...not easy, but it has to get out:

Chairs, never empty

A team,

A group,

A family;

Not complete

Without those

Who led,

Who left,

And those

Who exist

In heart.

These chairs may

Not be

Full,

And yet,

We fill them

With our love,

Our faith.

Or this:

A line was added

To include Him,

Not really needed

He’s always within.

Then, a single chair

Left empty to show

He would be there

To help us grow.

Not needed, that empty space;

His presence was felt in that place

Where we gathered to share His grace,

His love, His touch on every face.

Now two have gone,

And in His house reside;

And with each new dawn,

Less pain for those who tried

To bridge that gap between

Life and death and Him;

Those on whom we lean

For whom now the light is dim.

To the rest of us it now falls

To be the strength we would use

When it was our stubborn walls

We needed help to lose.

To be those to start

The healing, the acceptance

That with God in the heart

We overcome our reluctance.

We follow those we see

As forever strong,

Yet the truth may be

Just like that song.

And on our backs, now lean

Please, all those who feel

The world has become mean

And it’s too hard to deal.

Just remember this fact

Before we call it a day

A team is always intact

Regardless of the way

The members take their

Leave. The important thing

Is that they were in the Chair,

Part of the eternal ring.

Life is hard, harder when one has faith sometimes, 'cause that faith can seem shattered by random things.