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May 2021
My heart cherishes
But being old, it’s hard for me to remember
My thoughts say, “Remember the time”
But my body says I have reached my years
I am an 89 Year Old Man
I have seen life and enjoyed
But now my failing condition constitutes rage and being annoyed
Now all I see is walls that surround
My friends are dead, and nowhere to be found
My sight is slim, and all I hear is sounds
My life is in the hands of the Heavenly Father
Heaven watches and I am there abreast
My time is of the essence
My final curtain slowly coming down
Lord, lead me to your flowing waters
You have showered me in blessings to reach my old age
Life has been good to me
My soul is devoted
My flesh will soon turn to dust
But please don’t make a fuss
I lived and saw
Cry no tears
I am with the Lord near
Angels have descended
This is my when
Heaven bound
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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