Rest In Heaven
Rest in heaven
His voice was unique
like no other
when he spoke
you knew it was him
His eyes made you wonder
what he was thinking
he had a mysterious glare
His hands had blisters and cuts
proof of his hard work
As he begins his new Journey
the blisters and cuts on his hands
will fade away
and the glare
you used to see in his eyes
wondering what he was thinking
was him looking for peace
And his unique voice
has become as Carm
as a breeze on a warm summer day
He is now at peace
with the time he spent on Earth
And now he has finally found
a place to rest
in heaven.
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