Death It Is the Final Word
Death it is the final word
There is no coming back
Death a word unspoken
For folk don’t know just what to say
Some will think there's nothing else
Once we've gone we've gone
Though I would rather hope for more
But no one really knows for sure
Death it is so final
Death is it the end
Or does our spirit soar once more
When Death doth shut that final door
I will pray and hope to see
beside those pearly gates
all those special souls I knew
hands held out to lead me
into Paradise
to Shangri La
I see your smiles
It's where you are
A brand new life
With those I love
~~
Death it is a final word
A word that I have heard
Written 12th July 2021
Contest A BRIAN STRAND JULY 14
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
Copyright © Ann Gilmour | Year Posted 2021
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