R-I-P- Nadine '06
O Nadine,
death has momentarily
revealed its face.
Thy name shall ne'er go in vain.
Yea, thou prepareth for a
journey of splendor and grace.
O he Lord
hath laid a destine path for thee
leading unto a divinely,
heavenly, serenely kind of place.
For thou art a
flawless redest rose and the
heavens be thy vase.
Copyright © Anthony O. Mitchell Jr. | Year Posted 2011
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