Sleep Soft, Dear Friend

You fought hard to stay alive My friend But in the end You could not conquer death But neither Did death conquer you Death cures all diseases Mends all broken bones Breaks all chains It made you free At last I shall see beauty But none to match Your living Grace I shall hear music But none to match You droning song With which You loved me But I shall not Can not forget Your face Sleep soft Dear friend Sierra Lawrence (Copyright)