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To Die There are so many ways to die. None of them are pleasent. One way is getting hit by a bull. There's being shot in the head Rolled up in ball in the freezer at work Another way is being at the wrong Place at the wrong time. Another way is by havin Lung Cancer. And many more ways to die. So I ask everyone out there Why is there so many ways of dying? Why do we hurt when someone Very close to us goes to Heaven? Is there really a way to grief When there's so many good memories That stay with us? Is it really ok to suffer our loses And move on with ourselves After they've passed? Copyright ©2008 Michael Steve Horvath
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1 poem I wrote that just make ya cry
To A Man I Know And Loved My Uncle Chester Jackson April 7,1930 - April 2,2002 To a man I know that was my Lord and savior. When you wanted to ride a horse, He had one there. When you wanted to fish in the pond, He always had it stocked. When you were sick in the hospital, He was there to help. When you needed advise on something, He was there. When you needed someone to preach the words of GOD, He was there. When you needed a hug, He was there. When you wanted to laugh, He was there. When you needed a shoulder to cry on, He was there. That was the man I knew and loved. Copyright ©2008 Michael Steve Horvath
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Here's another 1 for ya
To Die There are so many ways to die. None of them are pleasent. One way is getting hit by a bull. There's being shot in the head Rolled up in ball in the freezer at work Another way is being at the wrong Place at the wrong time. Another way is by havin Lung Cancer. And many more ways to die. So I ask everyone out there Why is there so many ways of dying? Why do we hurt when someone Very close to us goes to Heaven? Is there really a way to grief When there's so many good memories That stay with us? Is it really ok to suffer our loses And move on with ourselves After they've passed? Copyright ©2008 Michael Steve Horvath
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1 poem I wrote that just make ya cry
To A Man I Know And Loved My Uncle Chester Jackson April 7,1930 - April 2,2002 To a man I know that was my Lord and savior. When you wanted to ride a horse, He had one there. When you wanted to fish in the pond, He always had it stocked. When you were sick in the hospital, He was there to help. When you needed advise on something, He was there. When you needed someone to preach the words of GOD, He was there. When you needed a hug, He was there. When you wanted to laugh, He was there. When you needed a shoulder to cry on, He was there. That was the man I knew and loved. Copyright ©2008 Michael Steve Horvath
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