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 Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 12:26 am
My "brother", and best friend, John Tobin's mother died. I weep for him and I pray. A poem for him... and his momma.
What can I ...
What can I do for you, if not cry?
What can I say for you, if not praise you on high?
What can I pray for you, if I can not pray forgiveness?
What can I want for you, if not happiness?
Where can I go for you, if not heaven?
Where can I sing for you, if not at the peraly gates?
Where can I love you, If not from my heart?
Where can I be for you, if not right beside?
What can I do for you, if not cry?
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R.I.P: Mrs. Tobin -- May you always be in the hearts and minds of those you loved and that loved you. May you find your sincerest peace and happiness with GOD in heaven.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 6:59 am
That is very sad. I like the imagery.
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