When Death Comes Knocking
When death comes knocking at the door
It’s impetus one can’t ignore
Raucous rings for those who loved
Marching through church doors, white-gloved
Hearts hang low for what one knows
Enlarged and aching a cavity grows
A room could not hold two Lawrence Greens
A man who treated his women like queens
Our uncle was a brilliant man
Leaving us lighter, his love so grand
He’d tell you a story, if you had the time to hear
Some might even say, he’d talk off your ear
A husband, a father, a teacher and friend
We’ll love you forever, until we meet again
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