Two Late
 

                                         Two LATE

Why do we say too late?

He was good,

OR he was grate'

Or she was the best.

Or better than the rest,

Why she was so kind,

The best that you could find.

All he had,

He would lend ,

He was my best friend;;

I am going to miss him so''

Why do the good ones have to go

Why dont we tell them

When they are here?

That we love them,

And they are Very dear