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There’s so much left to do
I’d like to cross the oceans blue
See lands far away
Upon foreign grasses lay
I want to see my son continue to grow
Him as an adult, I’d like to know
His path is yet unknown
Will I perhaps see him have a family of his own?
I’ve only begun to live my life
One day I hope to become my love’s wife
Journey together through life as one
Until my time on earth is done
More laughter and joy are yet to be had
For many more years left I’d be glad
So that I may share the love in my heart
For as long as I can till it’s my time to depart
But as I have come to learn
None of us knows how long our candles will burn
So while there is yet light
I strive to live my life right
When my time does come to pass
Sprinkle my ashes on my home land’s grass
Do not wear black to say goodbye
Wear colors many to celebrate my life
I can’t tell you not to cry
It’s always difficult to say goodbye
But do try to smile if you can
A celebration of a full life lived, make that your plan
Someone sing, “I’ll Fly Away” for me
It doesn’t matter if it’s off key
Bow your heads as it’s sung
Then lift them high after the last note has rung
Share pictures and stories from our times together
Know that even in death, our bond will not sever
A happy, stubborn, & loving klutz was I
Let the love we shared twinkle in the sky
I pray that I still have many years left to live
I still have so much left to give
But whether my days yet are many or few
I’ve been blessed to know and love all of you
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Thank you for the comments ladies. :) I am glad you liked it.
May it be so for you ! loved the bit about seeing your son grow...rings home...now I am saying see my grandchildren grow....
i really like the "i'll fly away" reference with the "it doesn't matter if it's off key" part. it doesn't, does it? i like that very specific reference...it brings it all home for me. thanks for sharing!!
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