Ella Mae
Bout to rest in peace.
Cover my feet up with dirt
Tell the devil to get
away from me
Close my eyes and
dream of Jesus
fighting for me.
Drift away peacefully
Move cloud covered skies
so I can see starry eyes
Every once in awhile
try trail and error
even though it seems
victory occurs
more infrequently
Sometimes
sweet chariots
swing low
and rescue me
Most times I
traverse cotton fields
waiting for a cool breeze
to remind me
why I sing.
Seems like heaven
has more appeal
here on earth,
for what its worth
The way I see it,
she's looking down
from on high
waiting to hold
the entire family
including distant cousins
and familiar friends.
Heaven only knows
what rest in peace means.
Miss her smile, laughter
and love immeasurably.
I feel angelic eyes
watching over me
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