crashed memories of uncle noe
here i see you in my dreams
then here i don't
you are gone
like a feather in the wind
how could the wind be so strong
but the hold on the earth so weak
it's as if God were the wind
so powerful and strong compared to the earth that he had
built for us
all i see his pale white face
in the bed of death
has he gone somewhere nice or horrible
a place where they treat him good and gentle
i see him at the pond
but not any more
now i see him in the sky
with a face of life and color
where he'll forever stay
i wait till' the day i'll meet you up in the heavens
where all my loved ones are
but mainly him
i wonder if he misses us down here
is he dissapointed in me
have i did something not to his liking
is he happy up there
why couldn't take me too
i'm miserable down here now that he is gone
he was my pride and joy
i looked up nto him
i loved him with all my heart
it hurts now to think of him
but i will always have him with me
inside my heart and memories
forever
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