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Nov 2018
Life is a beginning, but death is not the end
Relatives or family and maybe a good friend
You’ll no longer see my footprints, upon this hallowed ground
And hear no more my footsteps, in death
They’ll make no sound
On earth you will not see me, but soon you all shall follow
The sun no longer shines on me,
I shall no longer cast a shadow
Shed a tear, if you must, and I will understand
I am near, just at rest, In the promised land
Remember me the way you will , as humble, even grand
November reigns and all things freeze,
Not a single flower stands
I am not gone, I’m just away in gods all loving hands
It won’t be long, to see the day
Together we will stand
Angel’s wings are fluttering, so softly I do hear
The heavenly harp is playing, I know now I am near
Now say goodbye just for a while, and pray all do not fear
I am now approaching, to heaven oh so near
And now my soul does soon rejoice
I rest eternal dear
Written by
gerald courtoreille
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   John Gallant and Simon Monahan
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