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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Life is about breath, bridges, and becoming Wondered who I'd been, where now was I heading God isn't through with me yet Light years of sixty-five dawned upon my brain, but I don't feel these years I've gained God isn't through with me yet "You were our African Queen." said the family I'd gone from wilderness, to pastures of plenty God isn't through with me yet This gnawing; of trains i kept missing All local stops I should have been making God isn't through with me yet Where did I get off and fumbled What time in life was it, when I stumbled God isn't through with me yet I've been to parts unknown, with rain clouds That swelled and became mean storms God isn't through with me yet Seemed I slept, missed nature's landscape of splendor And touch of earth's heavenly pleasures God isn't through with me yet Life's projectors wanted me to see The full gamut of sky, land, and sea God isn't through with me yet No one nudged my senses, or woke me up No one counseled me with psychological stuff God isn't through with me yet Now I see milestone telling me I've traveled long Yet still, I feel lost; but God isn't through with me yet Did I leave something out Life is only what we know about I felt flung from pendulum To foreign lonesome Town Where do I go from here, at sixty-five Thank God for the Comforter by my side. *
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