Soul
Soul
You've Lost All Your Possessions,
And You Think You Have No Worth,
But Possessions Can't Go with You,
When You Have to Leave this Earth.
You Won't Even Take Your Body,
When Your Time Arrives.
Only One Thing You Possess,
Will Manage to Survive.
You Can't See it in the Mirror
And it Doesn't Breath or Cry,
But it Shall Live Forever...
If You Live or Even If You Die.
It Takes All Your Memories
And Things You Have in Your Heart,
Then Journeys into Forever,
When It's Time for You to Depart.
You May Wonder at this Awesome Thing
And There's a Few That Just Don't Know,
But Some Will Understand..
I Am Talking about Your Soul.
Connie Moore
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