The End
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Written on March 21, 2024
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When I remember her, I think of hope she aroused, prayers she inspired, dreams she encouraged. When I think of her, and remember… it is my own heart who beats more tenderly ~ quote by poet
Just a fading star,
she lingers in his thoughts,
singing from afar,
of winter’s cold, dark nights.
Just a wilting flower,
she mirrors grace and hope,
as she nears her final hour,
in the still of a mourning sun.
Just an ebbing tide,
she floats on silent seas,
taking it all in stride,
at the waves gentle touch.
Just a dying dream,
she remembers everything,
love was so extreme,
kissing away the past’s pain.
Just a waning soul,
she refuses to let life go,
knowing she can’t control,
it’s a little like a song.
Just a vanishing smile,
she won’t forget the kindness’,
life can sometimes beguile,
but she knows moments won’t last.
Just a declining life,
she is grateful for what has been,
even through the worst strife,
she’s known the meaning of hope.
Just a fire burned out,
she is more than an ember,
she’s a soul without a doubt,
that she’ll soon meet her Savior!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2024
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