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I am beginning to feel the strain
Of so much heartache and so much pain,
I can feel it etched upon my heart
It feels just like a poisonous dart.

It`s slowly killing me from within
It's a situation I can`t win,
There`s nothing I can do to change fate
For each of us has a special date.

Being human we always want more
There is never enough time for sure,
Things left undone and things left unsaid
It`s too late once that person is dead.

I feel I lose more people than some
I lose my clients which makes me glum,
I`ve cared for them over many years
So I feel their loss and shed the tears.

I`m sick of funerals that`s for sure
I don`t think I can take many more,
They are my extended family
So it takes its toll as you can see.

The job I love is a painful one
For one day my client will be gone,
Another funeral I`ll have to face
And an empty space will take their place.

copyrightę2016 Elsie

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