by JzyNails
The gypsy wind,
it called your name,
No time to say good-bye.
You left us here alone, friend,
To take your final ride.
The world it couldn’t tame your soul,
You lived your life with pride.
Now you soar free – like the crow,
You’re on your final ride.
Your memory won’t fade, old friend,
We’ll hold you deep inside.
We’d come with you if, we only could,
Upon your final ride.
It’s time to say so long, friend,
As you take your final ride.
We’ll keep you with us in our hearts,
If not riding by our side.
~Jeff Pritchett~
1957 – 2006
RIP