When it is time for me to leave
Release me and do not grrieve
Think of all the wonderful things we did together
And do not let your love pall
Release me and let me go to the place I call Home
From my Real Home I will never more roam
From there I will be able to help you
With all the good actions you will do and I will
pray for you
April 1,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem