James B. Earley - Final Analysis

There is a message somewhere written
Etched in the annals of time
In that message a list of names
And on that list is mine

Would rather you not assemble
In some quaint house of prayer
Instead go on your daily way
As if I were still there

And recollect some thoughts of me
Whatever comes to mind
Then sing that song to my memory
When..at last...it comes..my time

James B. Earley

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