Eulogy
Your shores were touched by timeless sea,
your mortal life mere shifting sand
to be built, eroded, then set free,
when led by our Lord’s eternal hand.
Each day as the sun does make it’s rise,
your eternity shall steal my mind.
In the morns dark clouds that shield my eyes,
I pray at last true peace you find.
Copyright © Lindsay Laurie | Year Posted 2018
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