Will you remember me before I die?
Could you come visit me on bed I lie?
For life is not finished or lost
The stone has not yet gathered moss

My blood, like the river flows
Compassion for life though it goes
Please do not utter goodbye
I’m with you in spirit divine

Capture a glimpse of my life
‘Tis true I did live it in strife
I managed it well, don’t you think?
Long chain, but I still am a link.

Thank you for seeing me child
In my brain, you are well filed
I’ll keep you forever in mind
Some days you came, you were so kind

When I can, I will sure boast
How you took my place as the host
Oh dear one, my mind has forgot
Yet don’t lose hope, spirit’s not shot

Someone will soon watch over me
Directly so I may see clearly
Oh rapture, Oh tasteful desire
To be watched by the glow of a fire

Don’t fret over me, don’t you dare!
I’m stronger because of your care
So helpful were you dear to I
You’re still the apple of my eye

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
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