Poetry

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Night turns into day as I wake up,
Steaming java setting in my cup;
While sitting at my desk, I drink,
My mind is wandering as I think.

The purpose of life and its goal,
And after ceasing about my soul;
Darwin and others can not see,
The total picture what is to be.

God did not place us on this earth,
Just eighty years from time of birth;
I know there is more to His plan,
All of His creation including man.

Our purpose in life is to prepare,
As to when our time is to go there;
Since we live and learn in this life,
Struggling through toils and strife.

And when God feels the time is right,
He allows our spirit to enter the light;
As His child, we are welcomed home,
After a journey through life we roam.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright 2006 Richard Newton Sherrer

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