if no one had to die no one would have to cry if know on had to leave no one would have to grieve
these things they all happen nothing we can do its a part of life for every me and you life it only last till your life as gone when we get to heaven we go marching on
Oh yes! Alone it may seem The shining bead, iced in cream But it has many to talk On it, the tinkerbells walk And then they make its braid And dress it like the bridesmaid Although it may not be the bride But it is yet happy and dressed, all in white😉