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Artist in Heaven

Have you noticed it rains,

after special people die,

even in summer drought,

as if the heavens cry.


Knowing of our sadness,

of our missing one so dear,

crying 'cause they love us,

and they know that we care.


An artist touched our life,

showers add to our terrain,

he draws up in heaven,

paints scenery with rain.


When you see a flower,

standing with color and pride,

Know he is in heaven,

painting the countryside.

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