Poetry

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A prayer was said,a tear was shed,and a poem was
read,when am dead,doors are open,none are shut,
the one i go through,is where am at,is he really
gone they will say,he had a lengthy stay,was called
away just yesterday,for ourselves its always to-day
more's the reason to hope and pray,must think and
ponder,hope my life i did not squander,did i go hither,tither,good works should consider,each mile's a stone must build up better,GOD'S TRUTH,
can lead us to that special where,no lie stands up
GOD'S,present there,he is present everywhere,
always in our own sphere,my poem can say so very little,but my life have meaning when GOD LIVES
WITHIN,his grace i need,not to offend him,amen.
Joe.

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