when spirits sleep, they also weep,
tear filled dreams, with haunting breams,
they yearn to rest, within the nest,
if only as a casual guest!
from whence they came, no longer remains,
their dues well paid, the body now laid,
to rest!!
where spirits sleep, they also sleep,
secrets known to always keep,
to never show,
what only they know!
with them they took, that secret book,
to the grave, it’s contents saved.
where spirits sleep, they will also weep, but,
should you see them passing by with a tear or two in their eye,
be not surprised to see them cry,
for knowing in your heart so deep,
when spirits weep,
they do not sleep.
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Moe Radosevich
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