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Time slips away ever so quickly and silent
that its passing is never evident...
Until it is our time to leave and go on alone
to stand before God and His glorious throne.

But, if we take just a moment of each day
before those 24 hours quickly slip away...
We should think on those who have passed
and gone to their reward at last.

I oft recall my father's pride in work as his son
because he could never leave a job half done...
He was a man among men in my eyes
and I cried for hours the day he died.

Sometimes I try to remember my mother's face 
it's simply done, when I recall her embrace...
She was as emotional as a woman can come
perhaps it's from her that I have some.

There are others that I also bring to mind
as they were mostly willing and kind...
Aunts and uncles are the ones most clear
as they helped my life better to steer.

There were others who also in that time
kept me from the streets and crime...
Like Caribe, the man who made me oh so aware
that confidence is a gift given by a God who cares.

I try to remember the philosophy of my good friend John
who always had a joke that went just beyond...
A hard working man like my dad who gave me a chance
to know how night is only day's expanse.

So many faces now keep flying by
I could never finish as long as I try...
Let me leave you with a few thoughts I have
about those I've mentioned and whose memories I save.

They were "THE GREATEST GENERATION" in my eyes
for they did not wake each day to bright blue skies...
Instead they worked and struggled and wrought out of life
A new day for us, with laughter and love to hide the strife.

Many are gone and more leave us each day
as their time is now slipping away...
I pray that the lifetime they spent here
will please the Lord to let them come near.

In the next 24 hours, and I hope you do
take of moment of time to remember those who were close to you...
If they are still here please give them a call or hand
and thank them for the courage they had in making us stand.

Yes, a generation is leaving and I acknowledge them 
for we shall not see their likeness again...
I pray that the Lord take them all in
for truly, they were "THE GREATEST GENERATION".
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