In Memory Of Miranda

In Memory Of Miranda

I went to the funeral home
To see a young one that died
The crowd was so large that
Most people had to be outside

There wasn’t a soul about
Without tears in their eyes.
For they came to see Miranda
To say their final goodbyes

And the memories they shared
Helped ease the sorrow and pain
But to her grieving family
Their lives will never be the same

Gone was their oldest daughter
Taking, with her, all their dreams
Life at the moment has no purpose
Or hope, so it so sadly seems.

Her sister and brother stood quietly by
Asking why Miranda had to die
Her friends so desperately wanted
To believe her death was just a lie

Her funeral was the next day
Overflowing so they all say
Father it’s so hard to understand why
At twenty-four she was taken away

Yet she’ll know no more sorrow
Heartache, illness or pain
And I hope her family knows
At The Resurrection they’ll see her again