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pain and purpose
open hole in the ground
six foot deep
many people but not a sound
as we stand and weep
blood red rose falls on maple wood
as we say goodbye to her
so young she was my love my life
what now i wonder?
small hand touches mine and fingers interlace
i kneel down and deep blue eyes
stare across my face
my daughter my blood alone we are now
she's gone and heaven awaits
don't worry my child and don't you cry
she will wait for us at heaven's gates
we pace our walk back to car
greeted by family and friends
i know them all but no tears i shed
until an old hand extends
oh my father she's gone
as i fall to my knees
my hands so cold on my face
my son no worry feel the warmth
which comes only from gods grace
he picks me up as my eyes are shut
tears burning my eyes
soon a feeling of amazement fills my gut
my fathers been dead for years.....
six foot deep
many people but not a sound
as we stand and weep
blood red rose falls on maple wood
as we say goodbye to her
so young she was my love my life
what now i wonder?
small hand touches mine and fingers interlace
i kneel down and deep blue eyes
stare across my face
my daughter my blood alone we are now
she's gone and heaven awaits
don't worry my child and don't you cry
she will wait for us at heaven's gates
we pace our walk back to car
greeted by family and friends
i know them all but no tears i shed
until an old hand extends
oh my father she's gone
as i fall to my knees
my hands so cold on my face
my son no worry feel the warmth
which comes only from gods grace
he picks me up as my eyes are shut
tears burning my eyes
soon a feeling of amazement fills my gut
my fathers been dead for years.....
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