Posted by Joanne Toon on 5/26/2007, 6:24 pm, in reply to "A friend's tribute in memory of Lincoln Lindow" Do not cry, for I have found true peace, Do not cry, for now the fields I pass, Do not cry, for I am not alone, Do not cry, for though you miss my love, So do not cry, for time will come,
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Do Not Cry
And though I'm sad, my aches do cease,
I know you wanted me to stay,
But it can't always be that way.
I play and frolic in the grass,
My friends love me and I am free,
For this is how it's meant to be.
I have a huge and juicy bone,
The water here is crystal clear,
Never again will I feel fear.
I watch you from the skies above,
And there are lots more troubled souls,
That need you to refill their bowls.
When we will once again be one,
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