Woke up this morning.
Heard you were gone.
Life gets in the way we hadn't talked in so long.
Somewhere a bird no longer sings its song.
Could I have helped you?
Where did we all go wrong?
You had your demons and they were strong.
It was too soon for the end of your song.
My old friend.
I hope you know we all loved you.
I just wish I had been there for you in the end.
Today in heaven an Angel got its wings.
Your song I will forever sing.
©budmac38
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