The Other Side

One hundred and one years ago,
He breathed in air for the first time
What better day to gift him freedom

His spirit ascended watching over us
He painted the rainbow of love and hope
We felt his presence ever so near
With white and red, we made a toast

As the dust blew along the breeze
The song of sparrows echoed
Our eyes looked to the bright blue
his loving soul glides with the angels

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