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Woe and the Crow

Bitter winds chill my bones this day, whistling like you once had
Cheerful memories fill my heart, back when my life wasn’t so bad
When the smell of Christmas cookies sweetened the air, I miss it so
During those better times where, happily, you watched me grow

Our family always came together through your goodness inside
Spending your life to make sure we all lived ours, with such pride
We never talked much, but the times we did I will always remember
Your words will never die within me, like a forever burning ember

I don’t visit as much as I should, I wish I could, but it hurts terribly
My soul shatters, my heart weeps, and the tears weld so unbearably
Dropping to my knees, I bow my head in anguish and deep regret
No longer does my strength hold strong against your death’s lament

Tears fall from my eyes, splashing along the granite at my knees
Thinking of the day you had to leave, and how my heart grieves
I just wish there could be just one last time that I can see your face
To hold you, and just one last time feel your endless loving grace

Now I can’t cry no more, and I wipe away the tears on the granite
Caressing the coldness, wishing to be no where else on this planet
Than at your side, to give back the love you gave to me so long ago
But now all I have left to embrace for losing you is this eternal woe

Though years have passed, the pain is still so strong, not letting go
Until my tear filled eyes gazed from where you rest to a silent crow
Taking flight, the bird called for the opening of the Gates of Heaven
My message will reach you now; deep down I know it to be proven

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