I am writing this poem for my friend Frank who passed yesterday of Cancer. RIP I love you.
Is thinking you will never get old. That you can and will be young forever. That each day is taken for granted, and that you have plenty of time. The reality is that each day is a gift, and that in God's eyes you will reach maturity in His grace. I have reach maturity by His grace. And I am still young in the mind. For as long as I live, I will be forever young. Thank you, Lord for your grace.
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