A hole that seems too small.....
To hold a coffin that is way too tiny....
To be laid to rest.....
In a graveyard that is much too crowded.....
Our little baby is buried.....
Nicholas, you were loved and will be missed.
; Today's word prompt is Rise. Immediately the following lyrics came to mind and I began to write: I will rise on eagle's ...
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