Their soul is now at peace once more.
In life there are many hurdles,
And we all live in hope,
That whichever path we take,
We will then be able to cope.
Instead we weep into a handkerchief,
For the loss of another life,
Sometimes life deals out some rotten hands,
Full of many troubles and strife.
We all make personal decisions,
Sometimes they turn out wrong or just right,
But sadly there are loved ones,
Who are no longer here tonight.
Many decisions with different outcomes,
According to which one you make,
Will depend on the severity,
And what life’s path you will now take.
Don’t beat up yourselves today,
For when things happen unplanned,
Because decisions another makes,
Is totally out of your own hands.
We can now sit in solitude,
Their soul is now at peace once more,
Taking comfort in the knowledge,
This was their time to go.
Written by David Boyce
DavidBoyce©2015
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