Who Will Say Grace?
The head of the table is empty,
Where did you go?
Why did you leave me?
Do you realize how much I miss you?
Only once have I visited,
Sorry, but being at your new home...
I leave and for hours I wept.
No one could replace you.
Who will say Grace?
I don't believe in God.
But I miss your kind, soft voice;
I only believed when you did.
When you left, so did my faith,
Why did you leave me?
I go to visit expecting you in your chair,
Forgetting you're in your grave.
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