My dear friends lost their son today.
It was cancer that took him away.
If only I could understand
Why God needed Keith in his hand.
He was so young - only thirty-eight.
With so much life left to celebrate.
We grieve, we scream, we pray, we cry,
We stop to ask the good Lord why
A man so young has passed away.
My dear friends lost their son today.

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