Little Things
Eternal life is little spoken of
It can't be true
But maybe it's just me
Because I think I can live forever
I can be on this planet
We call Earth
Until everyone is smashed
Into all oblivion
I will be there
With the future
Through it all
Never leaving the one's I love
They may not see me
But those who know me
Will know that I
Am always there
No matter where they are
Or what they are doing
I will come
When my name is spoken
I will watch over them
And when they too
Pass from the living sight
I will welcome them
And we will live
In this world
Unseen
To all
But
Those who look closely...
For the little unseen things
That truly matter
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Jen H. | Year Posted 2008
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