It could't wait another day
She'd already finished her test.
She'd found the road, she'd paved the way.
God knew he had chosen the best.
To be born of his spirit, wash in his blood.
She stood like a peranent statue in the flood.
She's in the army of the Lord now, her blood nolonger flowing.
And that's how I know it was a soldier's homegoing.
This poem is dedicated to: Mrs. Sarah J. Brown. (R.I.P)
Jamal Brown
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