User:Unknow poet

3/15/2007

Good-bye my friend

Here I lay as my body begins to get weak The breath I take may be my last I try to reach out to the ones I love As I speak with a gentle voice Thy shall not cry over me Thy shall not stay angry at me but forgive me Thy shall remember me within your heart For the good and the bad For the shadows you shall see It is not an evil one Just an angel spreading his wings For each step you shall take I shall take two for I am the guardian angel Who will watch over you?

Frances Rodriguez 1470 Balmoral Dr. Mount Clemens, Mi.48043