A young friend passed recently.Don't normally write rhymes, but this came to me quickly. |
| Crooked smile and a toast to fun you took off quickly on the run You drove too fast so carelessly And wrapped yourself around the tree Mockingbird he sings a song of sadness for you all day long Melancholy for the ones left behind your infectious laugh fresh in our minds So Heaven bound you go, our brother Met at the Gates by your loving Mother. So, know you're loved we'll miss you more and pray we meet on some beautiful shore. |