Excellent life lives after we are gone Remembering by Sandtana Kay

As I lie here under this blanket of grass, I feel your tears as you pass. When you walk in the morning dew, feel the tears I cry for you. Author Notes I have poems that run thru my head and won't stop until I write them down.

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