so the years left us

with pain, love and light

we carry lines of struggle

and cries under night

minutes tease with hope

seconds steal the breath

at last the faithful one

from birth is partner death

quiet with you in joy

holds your hand through pain

a comfort at the end

as you journey home again

hush now and travel

there’s no color here

hold fast to the faithful

that original buccaneer

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