You feel like you're beaten
You know the reason why
You want so much to fight this
But all you can do is cry
The doctor's give you little hope
Your chances are slim next to none
How can this be happening
When life was just getting to be fun
There's many things you want to do
So many places to see
But now you don't know
How that could ever be
You're feeling a little worse each day
Though people say you look good
You say you'd dance on a moon bean
If you only could
As the summer days
Slowly dwindle away
The time you have to live
Grow shorter with each passing day
As the season's start to change
There are changes in you as well
I know that when you pass on
You'll go heaven, not to hell
I know God has a place for you
High above the sky
Once you are back home
You'll have no more reason to cry
All the hurt and pain you felt
Will then all be gone
You'll be looking down upon us
As our live's continue on
But when my time on earth
Has come to it's end
I will look for you
When I get to heaven my friend
9-16-06/RJH
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