Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.
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Who..
who will come when I'm gone?
who will shed a tear and smile as another speaks fondly of my life?
who will look into the hole where I lay... and say...
I will miss you...
we will miss you... my friend.
who will raise a glass in my Honor and say with pride...
he was my friend...
I am not ashamed and will not hide my feelings...
for i truly loved him.
who will walk by my side on the last journey, smiling with fond memory...
yet tearful for their loss...
for me their friend... who is now lost?
who will shed a tear and smile as another speaks fondly of my life?
who will look into the hole where I lay... and say...
I will miss you...
we will miss you... my friend.
who will raise a glass in my Honor and say with pride...
he was my friend...
I am not ashamed and will not hide my feelings...
for i truly loved him.
who will walk by my side on the last journey, smiling with fond memory...
yet tearful for their loss...
for me their friend... who is now lost?
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