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Journey Of A Loved One

Often, when a loved one passes

And it happens so suddenly
We ask ourselves deep in our hearts,
Lord why does this have to be
It is at these darkest moments,
that we ask the spirit to help us through
For at this lowest point, God will carry you.

Remember in this time of sadness & mourning for your loved
That they are no longer suffering, but rejoicing with God above.

They have and will never leave you, for the body is just a shell,
It is the temporary house where the spirit dwells.

Remember all the good times and celebrate the life
For we will meet our loved ones again on the other side.

Life is just a journey, that we all must complete
For when our journey ends our loved ones we will meet.

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