Something softly led the way
A gentle pull I can't explain
I turned around to read your name
Then paused and wondered what had become
Of such a soul who was so young
Never could I have known
The broken lives and shattered home
You left behind the day you died
I closed my eyes and softly cried
When I read the news of your demise
The tears fell freely from my eyes
You met your fate in such a tragic way
It breaks my heart to know today
Yet somehow, somewhere I pray you're at rest
With love and light, forever blessed.
Poem by: Kathleen Prue
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