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You never appreciate life till you've seen death, Happiness without sorrow, And bitter is the kiss of death That took you away from them, Longing for your tight embrace, The gentle smiles of love, The stern gaze, The scorch of scoldings. They watched your candle dim Helplessly but with brave eyes Not once betraying the worry and fright The turmoil they brewed inside Now you fly with the angels To the journey of unknown You live on in their memories They hope you watch over them Find comfort in hoping you're in a better place Free of pain and suffering That the good Lord called you home Where you will finally rest.
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Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 5:30 PM UTC
Tears of the living
You never appreciate life till you've seen death, Happiness without sorrow, And bitter is the kiss of death That took you away from them, Longing for your tight embrace, The gentle smiles of love, The stern gaze, The scorch of scoldings. They watched your candle dim Helplessly but with brave eyes Not once betraying the worry and fright The turmoil they brewed inside Now you fly with the angels To the journey of unknown You live on in their memories They hope you watch over them Find comfort in hoping you're in a better place Free of pain and suffering That the good Lord called you home Where you will finally rest.
So my friend's dad passed away today. Just after father's day. She had lost her mum some years ago. And it's just breaking my heart to imagine the pain they are going through.
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Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 5:30 PM UTC
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