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December 16th, 2008 . by Cue Ball

Follow Me

March 10th, 2008 . by Cue Ball

This is one of my favorite songs. I sing it in the shower, in the kitchen, in the yard, in the car driving down the road, at work, and sometimes I even sing it in my sleep. Ha Ha. I’ve sung it so many times it’s stuck in my head. I can’t get it out.

Take a listen and tell me what you think.

Follow Me by Uncle Cracker

Lyrics To Follow Me

You don’t know how you met me
You don’t know why, you can’t turn around and say good-bye
All you know is when I’m with you I make you free
And swim through your veins like a fish in the sea
I’m singing …
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Death As It Comes

July 11th, 2006 . by Cue Ball

My grandmother died last Saturday afternoon. I want to share her favorite song “He walks with me”

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by Anne Murray. My great-grandmother used to sing this to my grandmother when she was a little girl. My sister sweet_one4now wrote her a poem. I would also like to share a poem I wrote for my grandmother while she lay dying in the hospital.



Death as it comes.

For a few days, death is here.
For one we love, a new life is near.
74 yrs, it will be.
Such a wonderful time, not only for me.
When she will pass, it will hurt us dear.
The time we have spent, she’s shown no fear.
We love her so much, it hurts so bad.
But in heaven, we know she’ll be glad.
Tough times will come, from this trial so great.
Tribulations will come, but we will not break.
Hot summer days, a picnic in the grass.
These are the memories, that will surely last.
Laughter and tears, both we have seen.
Milking the cows, and churning the cream.
Picking up eggs, and cooking the beans.
Washing the laundry, and drying the jeans.
So many memories, most of them will last.
Never can we forget, our wonderful past.
Tough times we have seen, but we’ve made it through.
Stronger we’ve got, this much is true.
A door will close, so very soon.
A new one will open, on a bright moon.
One we may lose, that we love so dear.
Another will come, with in a year.

end of poem

And something i would like to add:

“For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3:16″