Congregation all stands up as one alone,
Their heads bowed in grace and tears,
Soft songs in the air sung intone,
Remembrance is all that reaches ears.
Scripture rings throughout the church,
So many gathered for just a day,
Looking for reason they all try to search.
Their blood shot eyes they all convey,
The clouds are shielding the sun and skies
In questioning they turn to each other and rely,
At the end when they say their last goodbye’s
God shows his respects and starts to cry.
Even though it was her time to go and leave,
Doesn’t stop the pain but they just have to believe
(Yes it sucks but I was just ranting)
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