My Last Good-Bye
My dear son the time has come for me to say good-bye.
Be strong for your mother now don't you let her see you cry.
Remember all the good times we had and the bad...yes we had a few.
But I want you to know that God couldn't have given me a better son then you.
Chose the right path my boy because you know there's only one way.
And no matter what don't you let anyone lead you astray.
To the grave I am going my son, but death is nothing to fear, though no one likes the thought of it remeber the new world will soon be here.
No more pain, sorrow or tears, everyone will be in good cheer.
The paradise is near and soon we will see each other again.
Tell my friends I have fallen asleep for the last time, but let them keep in mind that soon I will return.
God will bring back the dead; yes for this he does yearn.
Tell your mother that I love her, help her to endure.
I'm sorry I must leave you like this; I wish they could have found a cure.
Remember all I've taught you son because it will make you wise.
I'm afraid I won't get another chance to tell you these things, this is my last good-bye.
Copyright © Kable Hendrix | Year Posted 2013
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