What memories holding in my heart,
when father took you to heavens part,
My tears are heavy missing you,
Oh mother- crying - is it true.
When I sleep and wake tomorrow.
I'll only think I dreamed the sorrow.
When I wake and see its real,
I'll pray to god to help me heal.

by Joanne (LULU) Walker

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