Liz

In loving memory of Mary Elizabeth Coleman-Tate

I saw this woman the other day
But she's still a stranger to me
But somehow her presence touched my heart
And now she is so dear to me
This woman has an aura
Like no other I've ever experienced
She's touched the lives of many others
Including me
Yet and still, I've never met her
And I'm blessed to say I know her all the same
Because this beautiful, remarkable woman
Lives within my man
But as always
All good things must come to an end
And that woman I saw the other day
Was in a state
That her body was there physically
But HER soul was ascending
It was ascending towards the Heavens
Where she would live ETERNALLY

Copyright ©2001 Angela Breaker


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