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thought about the impending death of a loved one |
| In the early morning hours as the darkness turns to day I sit at grandmas table and listen to what she has to say. to my surprise I quietly hear her pray. "Please, dear Lord, bless this day Keep them close as he slips away. Let him go gently into the light. may his passing be not sad in anyway Bless his children in this new day. |