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Finally, Rest!

Finally! Rest! Beneath gray stones I lay. Will Heaven call? Or will hell have its way? Will I sleep now, in peaceful state this night? Put here I was by my hand to no delight to still chilled world from those who held cruel cheer. Who'll gather now? Whose heart will shatter here? Eternal place, I've nothing left to save. Don't cry for me! I'm happy in my grave.

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Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 1/31/2010 11:05:00 AM

I wonder? Does death to oneself take the soul to a place of peace, or a place of eternal grief. Who knows. I think sticking around it the best choice...even when feelings hurt. God be with you. Lovingly, Dane Ann

John Loving Iii

Date: 3/31/2009 10:42:00 AM

your life must have been filled with pain. i can read it in your words. John H Loving III

Michael Jordan

Date: 3/9/2009 8:48:00 AM

Celeste - I reckon we do get tired of this life and all its painful memories - Though some parts i recall were rather beautiful - God Bless, MJ