How grateful we should be
For having loved ones who care
They bring to life meaning
How good they're always there
Then... not all, as life is frail
And comes the day one's gone
Slipping beyond the veil
To that place we once belonged
First one then another
Soon a generation's passed
Then a spouse, child, a brother
And you find you are the last
Imagine the reunion
And live more for that day
With our Father make communion
And for the family always pray
(With a little help from my husband- who is always there... to lean on)
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