Charlie Kirk, Asleep in Heaven
Sleep, dearest angel of peace.
The Lord wanted you home.
We do not why such love from us
was by a gun taken.
We will go on, till God says……
it is our time and turn.
Then we can see Charlie again and
With joy, dance,
Amongst the stars with great joy!
Be of good cheer, till we are in heaven!
By following God’s commands each day,
You shall never, by God be forsaken!
9/21/2025
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