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From: Larry larry
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Remote Name: 205.188.209.139
Date: 03-Oct-2002
Time: 05:51 PM
Got your email, Mamie. I'm posting this because you won't be home to call or email. Hope you have or had a safe flight. When you get home, and when you feel like it, I'm willing to spring some big bucks at Burger King again and buy you the two tacos for 99 cents, just like last time. Thought about you and wrote this.
love you , me me
THE LAST FLIGHT
She silently sits back and straps herself in.
She heads for a place where she’s never been.
The notes aren’t in tune and the words are not rhyming.
The melody’s sad, but it’s all in God’s timing.
Like most of us would, she keeps asking “Why?”
Outside the small window she stares at the sky.
She wonders “How far is heaven from here?”
Did the prayers that she prayed, reach Lord’s ear?
Her body is tired and she’s cried many tears.
Her mind plays the reruns of so many years.
Acceptance is hard, it pierces her heart.
Two blessings from God now they’re torn apart.
The captain comes on “Thought you’d want to know.
Just what to expect when we land down below.”
A hint of a smile sneaks through her pain.
He announces to all that “IT LOOKS LIKE RAIN.”
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