At Peace Now

In loving memory of my cousin Jon Jon loved and missed always...

A talented footballer he had far to go
bad company and wicked friends it just goes to show
he was a good lad a heart this we all know
a good heart that will lead him to heavens door

His quality of life got him stuck in a rut
we all know what he was worth causing a very big but
its so hard to bear like a knife this will cut
reminising regretting like a door that wont shut

the worry the anguish the pain the police
him waiting in prison for a long awaited release
he will be accepted upstairs without predjudice or lease
and maybe now little jon jon will be at peace x x

by Amie Farrier

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