Sunday, November 28, 2010

Verses on the Death of Mackensie Schronce

Mackensie Lee Schronce was his name
Doing what he could was his game.
He put his all in what he did
Up until the day he was rid.

When doing the things he loved most
He felt a need that he could boast.
Singing, laughing, joking, acting
Interests of him never lacking.

Had life, had will, had passion too
For what he had had set to do.
Nothing ever stood in his way
For all that he would do some day.

Had doubters, had nonbelievers
Even had some mocking teasers.
So he took this on as a race
To prove all wrong and win first place.

Forever, never will he cease
Goodbye Mackensie. Rest in peace.

1 comment:

  1. This was a great poem Mackenzie I loved it :) You are a great person and friend.

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