Good Bye

November 18, 2013

Cancer strikes without a sound,

My friends life was laid down.

Not to see a day past sixteen,

So much talent was left unseen.

I hugged his mom as she cried.

Watching everyone say their goodbyes.

We all stood to sing Amazing Grace,

Knowing he is in a better place.

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