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Nov 2
Before our time slips away, we lose what we hold dear
Little peices of our lives, diminish year by year
Occasionally we may feel joy, with sprinkles of good cheer
You loved us through the ages, but you are no longer here

They say the dead can't hurt you, perhaps that is misplaced pride?
Cos at this current moment, there's a hollow space inside
I'll always feel a deeper pain, just knowing that you've died
You can't replace a missing link, wounds open and untied

I will remember all those times, that you and I have shared
And even if it is not shown, you know I always cared
Love it comes in many forms, worn hearts are easily teared
We cannot escape the emptiness, as none of us are spared

No matter what your destiny, no ego you will bruise
There is a path that we all walk, that nobody can choose
Life's like a melting iceberg, it drips and then we lose
We may all weep as puddles form, on rivers we all cruise

My thoughts will sometimes wonder, to the place where you may lay
And you won't be forgotten, I will think of you each day
If I could only tell you, if I could only find a way
To say that we all love you, before our time slips away

The day that you were taken, I don't mean to sound so callous
But just for once when you arrive, beyond that golden Palace
Saint Peter please lock up the gates, no drinks left in the chalice
You could then come back to us, our dearest Mother Alice
This poem can be for anyone that we have lost, it is only the last verse, which does go with this particular writing that is specific to a friends mum to which this poem is dedicated to
kirk
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