Moving On.
I feel a calm descendingAs my soul prepares to rise
I feel the light within me
As I open up my eyes
Then looking down below me
I see the shell that once was mine
And know it won't be long now
Before I leave this point in time
I hope I have contributed
Towards my time on earth
That all my friends and loved ones
Will regard me with some worth
Our time is but a short one
In the greater scheme of things
And I will leave with no regrets
For where the Angels sing.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2006-04-24 at 10:22
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