Death
When I am dead and buried
in the ground, I know that my
soul will be in heavens ground...
I have lived my life as true,
as possible according to
heavens law…
So, God will receive me
as his child and I will
live in heaven with God, and
all who went before me…
Please remember me, but
don’t cry, for I am now with
God and family…
By Sandra L. Hoban
©2004
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