I saw you on you're death bed, You face so waxy and scared, You offer me a cookie, And I left, I heard her talking to unseen people, Ones who had been dead for years, My heart couldn't stand that pain, I never saw you again, I went to you're funeral, And I sat alone in a pew, And I saw you in a casket, You looked content, It made me wonder, Is there a heaven? I promised myself I wouldn't cry, I didn't know I was until Mom wiped away a tear, I now I find myself rejoicing in my sadness, That I remember you're laugh.
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