James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Rhyme

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I Died-You Cried- He Called Me Home--

Don’t mourn for me,
In turn be brief this cold dead dark body not really me;
I may never, ever see you again;
Once upon a time ago you were my dearest friend;

And now the torched has past;
My Lord and Savior grasp…

He’s called me home…
He’s calling me home;

Home is the place again;
Where He originally created me, out of clay man;


I died
You cried
You looked
I smiled
Home back to heaven;
Earth will be my memory;
I died
You cried
You looked
I smiled

6/25/19

Written by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©

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