For Whitney on the other side
though the human part of you has died
your soul lives on in your music left behind,
and We will always love you though,
we know now where broken hearts go,
and I hope you found that peace you couldn't find....

As a young girl in a choir,
you set those Sunday songs on fire,
just eleven when you sang your first solo,
"Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah"
long before the world would know ya,
as that perfect voice we all came to love so.

Then you moved on into nightclubs,
sharing show times with your Momma,
as you fined tuned that great gift God granted you,
at 14 you were rewarding,
all the world with your recordings,
bidding fame to taint the humble world you knew.

For Whitney on the other side
though the human part of you has died
your soul lives on in your music left behind,
and We will always love you..... though,
we know now where broken hearts go,
and I hope you found that peace you couldn't find....

As a model you were stunning,
beautifying magazines,
as the girl next door
who'd captured all her dreams,
then you rocketed to stardom
where failure gets no pardon
and no one ever heard your inner screams.

Soon your world began too crumble,
finding highs that made you stumble,
and your stellar voice fell victim to each vice...
much like Janis life assailed you,
and so many you loved failed you,
seems like fame too often brings a terrible price.

In a hotel suite at 4:00 p.m.
you left us in a baptism
of tears and pain you couldn't overcome,
In soft gurgles of soprano sighs
death came and closed your lovely eyes,
at 48 with so much left unsung.

For Whitney on the other side
though the human part of you has died
your soul lives on in your music left behind,
and We will always love you though,
we know now where broken hearts go,
and I hope you found that peace you couldn't find....


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