It's been three years Since she told me She was prepared to go Though she didn't figure There was anything beyond She was finished with this world Satisfied she'd done her duty Proud of her far-off gifted son Glad of her charming daughter Happy with what she'd begun Yet we imposed upon her to pause For our sake to know her better So we might sit and talk a moment Before she took that final step But she couldn't pause forever Her foot must one day fall Today she made that footfall For which she'd long prepared
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