Sadness, Grief and
Tears of woe
Can be treated on
Us Like an All time Low
We have our memories
of those who left us
Behind, and In Heaven
That loved one is on Heaven's bus
Angels and Spirits call
Us all
Though we are not ready
But those with life
have a ball
remember, those left their bone
here on earth in our
Time, what we have of them will
Last Forever, so just
Leave The Memories Alone.
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