Go Past My Grave
Go Past My Grave
Makes no difference and does not matter
By the time that you receive this letter
From me who was your only one
My life ended and is over and done.
I had loved you like no one before
And last time that I left your door
Knew I would never see you again;
My face seemed sad and did not grin.
I never did brag or ever would boast;
Thing about you that meant the most
Was way you laughed and smiled at me
But now God has set my soul free.
Heaven is where I happen to be at
After suffering from mortal combat;
My body bled and was badly bruised;
From life on earth have been excused.
Please remember me for who I was
And make sure everyone else does
Say something nice and then wave
Each time that they go past my grave.
jthorn5656@atmc.net
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2013
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