Forever Cherished - Poem by Mary Newlon
For blood stained t-shirts.
For tear pierced eyes.
For the mourning of tomorrow,
and the restless sighs.
We do not fret
For we know no fear
but you are the blessed.
and we hold you so dear
But times will change
our roads will wind and bend
and though tomorrow may not come,
we'll be by your side until the end.
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