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What are you waiting for?
Beauty on a face fades.
Like leaves turning brown.
What will be your mark here,
When they put you into the ground.
Throughout all the bay I can see,
Things one person brought to being.
Most just pass in their lives,
Without ever seeing.
Fred Sprung layed mortar,brick and stone,
Added his beauty to who he touched.
He made this world better,
His craft he cared for so much.
You may not notice a wall or house,
Where my uncle had been.
But if you look with open eyes,
Maybe then you can begin.
Beauty of the face fades,
His beauty may last for all time.
I know this much for certain,
He will always and forever in my eyes shine
