I did not know this person, did not know them at all. But my heart goes out to the people who have had to suffer. So, with all my heart and soul, I write this, to all those who have fallen, and to all those who can not get back up. The fallen awaken to a new found blue sky They get on their feet, and look around with a sigh They know they are in heaven, away from the earth They are back to the place that they have known since their birth Sometimes the mighty have fallen, the meek on their feet They tell the stories of the mighty, to whomever they meet The fallen are on high like a dove, But they always know that they have our love They always know that they have our love.
