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Take Me Home

Dear Lord I know you are near My head is heavy And I am weary I've fought a good fight Mother is with you I am ready Dear Lord Come and free me From this broken body Take me home I can feel the bells ringing The angels are singing Singing of my reward to come

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Date: 2/19/2019 7:17:00 AM
Yes, as dear Line has said, peace but no hurry :). The old hymn “This World is not my Home” comes to mind. Oh how I love those old songs...
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Timothy Mcguire
Date: 2/19/2019 8:23:00 PM
Thank you friend!
Date: 2/18/2019 11:43:00 PM
Lovely, Timothy. It's nice to feel at peace and ready even though we are in no rush. Love your poem.
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