In this world
we are all born to live
until our time to die.
In this world
we are all blessed to laugh
as well as to cry.
But in this life
created by God above
we are left on our own
to search for that love.
And, much too often
our tears are born
to fall to earth because
our love is torn.
And, for all those smiles
upon our face.
They will cover your pain
as if it were grace.
So, when I have died
they will carve upon my stone
that, “I have lived this life
too much alone.”
For those who live on,
for them I shall pray,
that they will find that
love somehow, someday.
But, I will not pray
when my life comes to an end,
because, I will forever be
with my best friend.
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