Death
I am not afraid nor am I brave
Death doesn't make me cave
I wonder if its because I am save
I act as though, I am bold and brave
Why, isn't my soul afraid
I believe that my savior saves
No grave will make me cave
I will stand and be firm and brave
Until Jesus say's its time for me to walk towards that grave.
Copyright © Scarlette Howard | Year Posted 2019
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