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Poetry By: 39strypes

Life after death, what will people say about you when you're gone? Will they speak right or say wrong about you. Will they have something good to hold unto in memory of you. Think deep, it is easier to correct your wrongs while still alive, but same cannot be done when you're dead and gone.

Submitted:Aug 27, 2013    Reads: 49    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

You were a man of honour, A man of his word. A man we all looked unto, A man of great purpose. A second you were here, The next you where there, It makes me wanna ask why is life so on unfair. Thinking about the moments we all shared together, It makes me wanna give in to tears. Life has stolen away the most beautiful people around, Making us smile in reverse. I wish i had tell you how much you've affected us so much, I wish i had given you my last word, But now pain is all i get in return. You are miles away in HIS bosom, resting fine after the troubles life has brought on. You're in HIS wings of glory, Sleep well uncle harry.


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