On the Threshold
My weary eyes have yet to see
The threshold of eternity
But with the moon and stars around
My heart and mind and spirit bound
Then on my headstone there will be
A glimpse of my humanity
And when they lay me in the ground
Unburdened by all sight and sound
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2023
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