3 lutego 2012
the last sunrise
the last sunrise
i sit and watch the sunrise
i know it will be my last
...
just time to reflex on my life
to dwell upon my past
the sound of childrens laughter
brings pleasure to my ears
how i wish i was a child again
to relive thoughs golden years
i think about what i have done
did i make the most of life
i raised two healthy boys
i married the perfect wife
i dont think i could moan
in fact i did ok
as i sit here and ponder
listening to children as they play
i dont feel sorry for myself
and if i could live my life again
i would not change a thing
i live it just the same
i sit up and have a look outside
to see a bird upon the wing
to see the trees so tall and green
i feel the warm sunshine of spring
its hard to say goodbye to life
so wish that i could stay
i hope the they send me angels
when they take me away
i hope thier is a heaven
where i can live pain free
open the doors im on my way
better save a place for me
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