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Precious Day
Who am I to question why
Such a tragedy happened to Princess Di?
Only God knew her destiny,
And death for her was meant to be.
All who live in this world below,
Will someday by the grave site go.
We must live each day as our last,
Time for us is passing fast.
Make the best of each precious day,
Death will surely come our way.
Take each breath and be happy,
For another precious day we can see.
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Lakeland, Florida 10/03/1997
Copyright ©1997 Charles Earnest Fitzgerald
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