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Mar 2015
Death being eminent in my years spent on earth
It was from birth to the present
I grown old and weak
It’s a new generation in which the earth seek
Yet through my years, I became wise
My future will be tomorrow
A shade has cast on my eyes
I have seen all I need too see
Tears from mourners looking down on me
Don’t cry for me as Heaven has beckoned
I am the soul that was assured in Heaven’s reckoned
Live in the flesh no more
My soul has been given the opportunity too explore
My praise in being absolutely sure
I am aware where I am to go
I have been called and directed in the flow
I can’t be late
I also can’t hesitate
My eyes have become Heaven’s guide
My soul will be eternal as an everlasting stride
Glory to God, I did abide
My past and my thoughts have been put aside.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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