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Someone told me, when the bell tolls,
Angels will take away the dead,
for all the souls are gone,
as other spirits fled.

If there were no more tomorrows,
with fewer yesterdays,
would it matter what you thought,
if you were here today?

Judge me not,
for whom you think I be,
as I am just a man,
who desires to be free.

Free from all aspersions,
of what people expect of me,
when no one knows
about my life, except me.

I don't mean to whine,
although it does sound like me.
Leave me alone. I'll be OK,
after God sets me free.

Into the ground,
he drove the stake,
hoping to never see,
the end of the sunbreak.

Why do we worry,
when all things are free?
Is it because of another time,
for you to see what you expect to see?

Back in the day,
words said quite often,
when smoking was said,
to drive another nail into your coffin.

I have been told,
from every broken heart,
a rainbow will appear,
to brighten your daily start.

I'm just an old guy,
going to have his last chance.
It's ok, I understand,
this will be life's final dance.

Oktober fest, will soon be here,
when Nature's bounty will be reaped.
Wheat, potatoes, squash and beans,
will be our winter's treat.

Well before food was canned,
salt was a natural preservative way,
to keep food from spoiling.
The process is still used today.

I look forward to the harvest,
of all of Nature's fare,
for it will be our food supply,
and the food we must prepare.

Life can be, a tragedy,
if we allow it to,
for all of our experiences,
depend upon you and you.

Our interactions with another,
can be a dream come true,
but we must all cooperate,
if it will be all too.

Is that unreasonable to say,
in this day and age?
If it is, then simply,
turn the page.

All dogs die,
Even the healthy ones,
But no one knows why
It's not the event, of ones

memories, for we all know.
you lose a pet, a friend,
who we all loved so.

There is a place,
of broken hearts,
which lives,
within us all.

We must address that,
at some point, in time,
or it will take its toll

Whence came I,
was said before,
as a voice echoed
beyond the door.

You came here,
from far away.
No one knows,
who can say.

A far away land,
across the sea,
is what it was,
that will be Yee.