My Last Tear

There was my birth and there was death And in between a story's worth Of saints and sinners run amok With muttered curses under breath While struggling through the mire and muck That comes with life upon this Earth. Ah, but look again - look at birth To see the beauty we call life That rises quick above the strife And brings the laughter and the love That surely comes from up above. I'll think of that while under sod - Anticipate my meet with God - And understand His staff and rod That guide us gently through the gate To take away the chance of fate I feel the love that comes to me Through Grace it comes both bold and free And says "My son , you're welcome home. There'll be no further need to fear." Oh, I have lost my need to roam And 'neath the sod shed my last tear. 1-1-20 Contest: Strict Rhyme and Meter Challenge Sponsor:Son of Spock RHyme Scheme ABCACBBDDEEFFFGGHHIJIJ