As I stand at the foot of the cross
Memories I still remember and I toss,
Someday home we will all return
That fact sadly we must all learn.
So, here we stand in time saying goodbye
Someday soon they'll be saying, "hi",
When it's our turn to end our roam
When it's our turn to finally head home.
As I stand with my head bowed with you
Sadly I know what your going through,
So, as I stand upon the beaten moss
I will say once again, "I am sorry for your loss".
Randy L. McClave
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