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I could not stay another day To laugh to love to work to play. From the wildness of my wasted passion I had struck a better clearer song Lit some lighter light of freer freedom battled with some Hydra-headed wrong.

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. What they achieved what they enjoyed and what they brought to life. I could not stay another day To laugh to love to work or play. I turned my back and left it all.

I can read his mind. I found that peace at the close of day. I took his hand when I heard his call I turned my back and left it all.

Ive found now peace at the end of the day. Im following the path God has chosen for me. I turned my back and left it all.

Funeral Memorial Poem I Am Free by Shannon Lee Moseley When we struggle to let someone go after they pass away it is worth remembering their life. The Best Poem Of author unknown My Three Lovers I cannot remember Yesterday He went away. Perhaps my time seemed all too brief Dont lengthen it now with undue grief.

I took His hand when I heard him call. I could name you a dozen yes hundreds I guess Of poor boys whove patiently climbed to success. The poem will be shown twice once with clear black text on a white background for you to read easily and then on a colorful border background.

Tasks left undone must stay that way. Im following the path God has laid you see. I could not stay another day To laugh to love to work or play.

To seek joy in the saddest places. Dont grieve for me for now Im free Im following the path God laid for me. Yet they rose in the world youre so quick to condemn And Im asking you now was the world against them Two Raindrops by Joseph Morris.

Dont grieve for me for now Im free Im following the path God laid for me. I could not stay another day to laugh to love to work or play. Dont grieve for me for now Im free.

To laugh to love to work to play. Lift up your heart and share with me God wanted me now He set me free. I just had returned from my uncles wake tonight and decided to try and find out who wrote this beautiful and comforting poem which took all of about 10 seconds.

The true author of Im Free was actually a woman by the name Anne Lindgren Davison in 1974. I took His hand when I heard Him call. I took His hand when I heard Him call.

Had my lips been smitten into music by the kisses that but made them bleed You had walked with Bice and the angels on that verdant and enamelled meed. Im Free by Shannon Lee Moseley Dont grieve for me for now Im free. My Lifes been full I savoured much Good friends good times a loved one touch.

Tasks left undone must stay that way. All boys who were down and who struggled alone Whod have thought themselves rich if your fortune theyd known. Tasks left undone must stay that way.

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Im following the path God has laid you see. To pursue beauty to its lair. I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

Tasks left undone must stay that way. If my parting has left a void. To never forget your own insignificance.

Just looked at me with a cool kind of conviction Wishing things were different As he slowly walked away. How today bores me. If my parting has left a void.

This wonderful poem gives us such a reminder hopefully making it easier to let them move on to the next place. I turned my back and left it all. To view download or print the entire poem click or tap on the View Poem link.

I found that peace at the close of the day. I turned my back and left it all. I took His hand when I heard Him call.

Each poem is randomly shown on one of our 37 border backgrounds. Any poem can be printed on any of these border backgounds. Dont grieve for me for now Im free.

If my parting has left a void. I could not stay another day. I found my place at the close of day.

To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. I asked him what the trouble was He would not say. Tasks left undone must stay that way Ive found that peace at the end of the day.

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