In Heart Warming Memory

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    In Heart Warming Memory

    In Heart Warming Memory
    10/16/2008

    In Loving Memory of Mac Mc Cormic



    He is a friend to remember
    a friend I loved so much.

    The memorys run through my mind
    of the last time we were in touch 

    He lived a life of happiness
    a life filled with love.

    And from one little thing he looks
    down on us from up above.

    He was always there to make you laught
    even when your days were going wrong.

    Since he left this world,
    things have never been the same.

    I can no longer look forward to tomorrows anymore
    because I know that they will never be the way they were before.

    Not seeing his face not hearing his voice,
    I wish there could have been some other choice.

    Life can begin and end so fast,
    the memorys of "Mac Mc Cormic will always last.

    He was always there to make you laught
    when your day was going wrong,
    Where was the day where we say, ''So long?''

    Why did it have to end this way,
    in such an sad way?

    Since he left this world,
    things have never been the same.

    I can no longer look forward to tomorrows anymore,
    because I know that they will never be the way they were before.

    Not seeing his face not hearing his voice,
    I wish there could have been some other choice.

    Life can begin and end so fast
    the memorys of Mac, my good friend, will always last.

    I wish there was some way
    I could had said goodbye.

    The thought of him as he runs through my head
    as I look up in the sky.

    Knowing he's looking down on us with a great big smile on his face
    remembering the life he lived before he left this place.

    So I end this poem as I want you to remember
    Base your life of the future but keep memories of the past.

    We Love You And Miss You Mac

    Rest In Peace

    By: T.Brady 2008

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