As her star falls from the sky
I look around and wonder why
Her star was chosen to fade away
And now to rest she’s gone to lay.
Far too big a loss; and yet so little
Where God’s hand strikes I fear too fickle
I wish her well in her next journey
And wonder when my turn will be?
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