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POEM
I know my dearest brother has
Died and gone away
To a place where we shall all meet
On some glorious day
God let my brother become what
He wanted to be
I'll always keep him in my thoughts
Especially when I play his CD
He showed his musical talent
In so many places
I know he brought many smiles and
Enjoyment to many many faces
May the good Lord bless everyone
Who showed their sympathy
To as far away as Japan
And as near as New York City
I know you showed your love
By phone calls, a hand -- a task.
When a beloved relative passes away
We shouldn't have to ask
We should all come out and show
the pain, the grief, the sorrow
For life must go on for us
And we should live for today not for tomorrow.
Vivien Charles
Friday April 24, 1998
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