To Whom It May Concern
To whom it may concern, my body they can burn. Throw my ashes to the wind, a brand new
life I shall begin. Up above the world so high, I am now a cloud up in the sky. Upon the
earth I now look down, the things I see they make me frown. I watch the butterfly soft and
free, Im happy GOD has chosen me. I have no worry,I have no fear, I only wish that you
were here. To Whom It May Concern.
Copyright © Fred White | Year Posted 2009
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