Today, I wished upon a star,
As I wondered, how you are.
Too soon, we parted in our days
While yet I live and e'er to
praise.
My memories are blessed, it
seems,
Yet now as if just in my
dreams.
Perhaps for me this is a test,
While you have earned eternal
rest;
One well deserved, I must
confess,
As others, you did truly bless.
Just know for you, there still is love;
I sent it with that star above.
An early morning star it was,
Appearing like a pure, white
dove.
Even after death, there is
still love.
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