We'Re All Passing Through
We're All Passing Through
on this journey of life
Some have an abundance of years
Some not enough
You leave with what
you came into
this world with ----- nothing.
Everything stays behind
Except for your Soul
which hopefully
makes a new odyssey
to the afterlife
No material possessions depart from here
It all remains in it's place
That's why you should
gather up divine treasures
that surpass extravagances
as you willow time away
transposing daily desires
while you await paradise.
Copyright © Frank Sheehan | Year Posted 2018
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