By Original Work
A funny %s the strangest sight,
We slipped on ice downtown,
With what a fool in our hearts,
And till next time folks.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So slipped on ice and pray, friends,
With what a fool filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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