Who Will Be There

It matters not who you loved
Try to be the greatest friend
What really matters most of all
Who will be there at the end

Money doesn't mean a thing
Or the car that you may drive
A house with a lot of love in it
Is what keeps your heart alive

Be kind to folks around you
Do the right thing everyday
Whatever your religion is
Take time to stop and pray

So go on have your fun in life
Travel each and every bend
And hope that when it's time to go
Loving arms will hold you at the end

©  Elaine Hall
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