Saturday 28 June 2014

THE DEAD ARE NOT DEAD BY JIM BYRNE

The dead walk with you,
The dead don`t die,
The dead may well ask you,
Why do you cry ?

The dead know your name,
Remember your love,
They many times came,
With love from above.

Why think they`re dead,
Don`t see them no more,
The dead are not dead,
They`re still here, For sure.

Memories of all the things you all did,
They`re really not dead, Try to smile,
Remember their love when you were a kid,
Heavens the place by a mile.

The dead are still living,
They did not leave,
They love you so much,
Don`t want you to grieve.

The dead meet again,
Upon a well lit shore,
All your cares lost,
Love like before.

The dead are not dead,
They want you to know,
They`re still walking with you,
They just didn't go.



MY WOLLEN TRUNKS

A week away at mas expense Organised as it should My woollen trunks and swimming cap Fish and chips upon my lap Ooh you look so good in...