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Glen Earl.

Summer’s sunny bright light
Brings relief to your hearts ache

Under thunderstorms pelting cold rain
Weeping tears of sadness, soaked through

I stand and whisper your name
Never understanding your unbearable pain

Could something have stopped you
Or had you made up your mind

Irreversible acts
A soul never coming back

Dashing and heroic man
Ripped away by his own hand

Eternally scars the little girl
The one who was his little squirrel.