Final Shift

Life is precious

Touching souls

Repairs the cracks

And fills the holes

But morning breaks

And life is lost

We carry on

Regardless cost

We honor those

That went before

To see again

On that great shore

They lived their life

They stitched our scars

And showed no fear

Forsaking ours

Those sleepless days

And thankless nights

Through dangers dark

And fire fights

A special place

It must exist

When guided through

Forever’s mist

I tip my hat

And shed a tear

Cling tight to those

That you hold dear

Forgive the past

And bridge the rift

You can’t predict

Your final shift

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