Fly Home
Fly high my brother carry on
until you reach that Golden Thorne.
On bended knee do bow thy head
and seek the one of Broken Bread.
Dont look back now soul fly high
your life down here has passed on by.
Fly high my brother carry on,
for you have reach Forever home
Copyright © Linda Doster | Year Posted 2007
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