Death
DEATH
She's finally there
now she can rest
she tried real hard
and did her best.
In that room
she did not weep
she closed her eyes
and went to sleep.
And on that morning
the very next day
that little girl
had passed away.
She is not here
she could not stay
she's in a place
real far away.
I have no fear
I show no clue
cuz God I know
she's with you!
This poem was written by Tracy Hass.
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