The End
You knew it was the end.
You knew your time was up.
You said you had to go.
But you loved us all.
Mother why was it the end?
Why was it your time to go?
You were only 49 years old.
It seems so unfair.
But I guess thats the way life is.
The Lord called you home.
It was time for you to go.
At least you don't suffer anymore.
And your better off.
You were to be a grandma.
And you never seen your grandkids.
This saddens me and makes me sick.
I wish you were still here to kiss.
I miss your hugs and smiles.
I miss you so .
You brightened the whole day.
Just to know you where here.
But now your gone .
I miss you so.
But it is the end.
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