Monroe Dispatch - No Struggle, No Progress

IF WE HAD KNOWN that the favor you did for us

would be the last good deed of your hands

We would have asked you to do something

that was impossible for any woman, girl, boy or man

Like walking the shores of the seven seas

and count each grain of sand

Then turn every one of them into a year

that you would dwell upon the land.

IF WE HAD KNOWN that when we saw you

it would be the last time we would see your face

We would have made the camera in our eyes, take a picture

of your smile, and stored it in a safe place

Then, we could open the album in our my minds,

and cause the sun to shine, on a c...