Epitaph
God's given us two kinds of tears,
of joy and often sorrow.
Oft times there shed for yesterday,
bur many times tomorrow.
Weep not today for me my dear,
because I've gone away.
Death has no sting, nor grave victory,
over my soul this day.
A better place I now reside,
a place free of pain and tears.
Where we'll unite and live someday,
throughout God's eternal years.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2008
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