Linda Winchell - 'After Your Gone'

Don't leave me things that meant the world to you, after you've gone away!

Don't let me try to figure out, what they all meant for you to say!

Give to me towards your end, and of your beginning too,
All that meant the world you treasured, those special parts of you.

After you've gone they will be to me but paper and of wood,
For if I had to wait to learn, then would it do me any good?

We gather around and keep inside, what should be shared before we go,
Sharing all their pleasures, I hoped too me you'd show.

Would I know that ring you wore till thin, meant all it did too you?
While you were in your own little world, hiding everything from view?

So before I go to be with God, I will share of who and what not seen,
Giving you all I treasured before, those special other parts of me.

Linda Winchell

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