Rest now your tired eyes,
You have lived and loved,
And now head for the skies.
***
We won’t meet again,
Until I join you in heaven,
When I am called by him.
***
For now you must know,
A part of me has now gone,
And will follow you there.
***
We will miss you here,
Until we are together,
Goodbye to another family member.
Author: The Pesky Poet
Never assume that you are no good at what you love as if you love it enough you will make it better. Take that form a dyslexic who was told they would never be able to write with any quality.
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