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Why Cry
Sometimes I wonder why we cry
when someone close to our heart dies
when salty tears course down our face
down to our mouth where we can taste
It's not like they have been erased
they simply go to a better place
they flow through the velvet black of space
existing in a most holy grace
No more they suffer the pain of life
drawn like moths into the light
with Divine Creator joined as one
shining brighter than the brightest sun
For ourselves we grieve, yet all in vain
to try to rid our hearts of pain
dark clouds of despair, tears like rain
what pours out can never be regained
With smiles not sorrow let them go
sweet memories in your heart, not woe
understanding what all should know
one day you'll join those you love so
...........Mitch Fuqua
Why Cry
Sometimes I wonder why we cry
when someone close to our heart dies
when salty tears course down our face
down to our mouth where we can taste
It's not like they have been erased
they simply go to a better place
they flow through the velvet black of space
existing in a most holy grace
No more they suffer the pain of life
drawn like moths into the light
with Divine Creator joined as one
shining brighter than the brightest sun
For ourselves we grieve, yet all in vain
to try to rid our hearts of pain
dark clouds of despair, tears like rain
what pours out can never be regained
With smiles not sorrow let them go
sweet memories in your heart, not woe
understanding what all should know
one day you'll join those you love so
...........Mitch Fuqua
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