Michael
MICHEAL
I passed by your old house today
The place, you once called home.
Your new home now, is Heaven
Sitting up there, by Gods Throne.
I pictured us in the dungeon
Where we all had so much fun.
God, in that room all we did
Was sat for hours, getting spun.
Years ago when we first met
Life was great, in everything done.
Hearing your stories about the cops
How you'd ditch them how you'd run.
Stories o,f how you hid under houses
How you ran through neighbors lots.
And all the crazy things you did
If you heard someone yell, the Cop's.
Countless times I came to you
When my life was in despair.
You never once turned me away
You proved to me how much you cared.
Remember the times, when you cussed at God
I've heard some say it's called blasphemy.
But I know, in your heart you knew
Jesus died for you on Calvary.
Remember how we truly believed
Life had no purpose, so it seemed.
We thought we were living reality
But now you know, it was just a dream.
Michael I felt so very honored
When u called me your best friend.
And now you know without a doubt
To me how much you meant.
Not Making time to spend with you
It's a regret, now on my list.
Never seeing you. or getting advice
Everything, I'm gonna miss.
For your life we celebrated
At Cyndi's on December 7th.
I'll keep you alive with memories
Until we meet again in heaven.
Michael, I will always love you
Your friend always Chick
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