Next strangers who are perfect
No longer nod as they pass by
An allowance that used to reflect
A renewed membership in life
So, you go on so long until
The silence is too lonesome deep
Election yours to just lie down
Pull over lids, forever sleep
Until one day God awakens you
Everyone is so glad to see
Angels enthusiastically nod to
Remind you that you are family
Silence gone, now joy exclaimed
And no here one forgets your name.
Written by Darrell Phillips
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