bury my misery on bended knee©
I'm getting weaker by the minute
house tho big still empty alone i sit,
i sit and worry about having to go on
without him to hold from dusk to dawn.
Everywhere i look is a reminder
of precious memories that stir,
but no more precious moments be made
it was once home where his body stayed.
But now i'm constantly afraid of
having to wait to be taken above,
above is where my home awaits
my precious'll greet me at pearly gates.
Don't look 4me2be strong anytime soon
not when hanging over me is a blue moon,
when i get to heaven it'll turn golden
for my precious i'll be holdin.
Too much on earth to handle on my own
i need to find a hole to crawl in as i roam,
when i do i'll pull it in with me
with the dirt i'd have constant company.
Till then 1 golden honey of a dream
will make my heart gleam,
gleam w/hope that very soon come a day
2gether 4ever in person we'll stay.
Then my tears that fall from my eyes
be reigning tears of joy from the skies,
we'll be at home in our heaven
when 2 special angels are 2gether again!
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Sally
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