We are all strangers in life,
As we begin down the road.
With an opportunity to touch others,
Before we get old.
Humbly, i write these words you would say,
Your message passed on, to others this day.
Our time seems long,
But in reality it's brief
Don't be sadden by my passing
Don't be burdened with grief.
I can only imagine , as you look above,
The pride you must feel, to know
Your loved.
Momma and the family, will continue
To carry on.
And keep you memory alive
Well after you have gone.
Special, thanks for me, directed to
Your son.
A truer friend few have, because of
You I have one.
Know your seeds still grow,
As you sit on your heavenly seat
Here's a blessing from the heart,
To the man I didn't meet.
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