I Will Find My Way
My friend,
You, I did not hate.
But the time for me to tell you,
It's too late.
One day, high above the clouds,
We will meet.
Which to me,
Will be a great treat.
God took you,
And told me I must stay.
How I don't know,
But to you, I will find my way.
Copyright © Jessica Sanders | Year Posted 2005
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