I do not want a rebirth,
Over again in any form;
But want to keep living,
Even after I am gone!
I want smiles sailing,
On faces of those people;
Who are appended in, my heart,
And will continue to belong.
I hope they do cherish,
Times spent with me ever;
My Honor, even if it’s one,
I do not hope for throng.
I want to become living,
Each time they hit the memory;
I want them to embrace me,
Even when there’s no frame and corn!
I do not want a rebirth,
For sure in any form;
But when they’ll think of me,
In their love, will I be born!
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From me to the Lord
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