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It tolls eighty eight, times to symbolize that someone has died .It wasn’t the ordinary man in the street or the man that frequently disrupt the people’s heart beat; it wasn’t the fellow down the road or the man tending to sheep up the road, it was the man that wore the papacy cap and walks around in a woman’s frock. He ministers to billions around the globe and his boldness, mercy and kindness captures the soul of the world, his style was different and news of his passing was sudden. The people did not know who until the morning news broke, and four men dressed in black announced that the pope passed away at 7:35 am , Rome local time but his spirit was divine. My aunt was in the kitchen and she dropped the tea cup on the ground spilling hot tea all around when she heard the news. She dragged herself in the living room and squat into the sofa until the news broadcast was over. It took some time for it to sink in as she contemplates the final event at the square before he passed away, he was waving, and saying prayers aloud for them, and at the wink of an eye his spirit elevated into the sky and his body lay motionless on the bed. My heart goes out for you, I know what I was feeling was true since valentine day he was taken away from you and I could feel his spirit drifting away in the dust. Your mission was true and the whole world endures you the garden that lies behind the gates is springing new flowers that honors your faith; pick three flowers and place them in the room to honor the people of the world especially those that lived without water or food. You have fought your way through but life was bigger than you you have fought for life for almost three months, and you have paid that endless sacrifice but you kept holding on to life, and when I saw the daisy in the garden began to bloom I know that things were coming to an end soon but I just could not tell when. And when I heard the bells of Notre Dame began to tolling from a distance, I know that your spirit has finally gone home to heaven. But when the bells of Notre Dame began to ring my spirit began to sing and so the tolling of the bells, tells the story of a man’s painful journey to heaven.

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Notre Dame Bells

It tolls eighty eight, times to symbolize that someone has died .It wasn’t the ordinary man in the street or the man that frequently disrupt the people’s heart beat; it wasn’t the fellow down the road or the man tending to sheep up the road, it was the man that wore the papacy cap and walks around in a woman’s frock. He ministers to billions around the globe and his boldness, mercy and kindness captures the soul of the world, his style was different and news of his passing was sudden. The people did not know who until the morning news broke, and four men dressed in black announced that the pope passed away at 7:35 am , Rome local time but his spirit was divine. My aunt was in the kitchen and she dropped the tea cup on the ground spilling hot tea all around when she heard the news. She dragged herself in the living room and squat into the sofa until the news broadcast was over. It took some time for it to sink in as she contemplates the final event at the square before he passed away, he was waving, and saying prayers aloud for them, and at the wink of an eye his spirit elevated into the sky and his body lay motionless on the bed. My heart goes out for you, I know what I was feeling was true since valentine day he was taken away from you and I could feel his spirit drifting away in the dust. Your mission was true and the whole world endures you the garden that lies behind the gates is springing new flowers that honors your faith; pick three flowers and place them in the room to honor the people of the world especially those that lived without water or food. You have fought your way through but life was bigger than you you have fought for life for almost three months, and you have paid that endless sacrifice but you kept holding on to life, and when I saw the daisy in the garden began to bloom I know that things were coming to an end soon but I just could not tell when. And when I heard the bells of Notre Dame began to tolling from a distance, I know that your spirit has finally gone home to heaven. But when the bells of Notre Dame began to ring my spirit began to sing and so the tolling of the bells, tells the story of a man’s painful journey to heaven.