When Death Comes Knocking
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I wrote this poem the night before my before my mother-in-law passed away. She knew her time was at hand, and I was so inspired by the grace with which this beautiful person accepted death. This one's for you, Freddie...
In everyone’s life there comes a time
when we know that our bell will soon chime,
and the grim reaper will knock at our door,
and summon us to follow where we’ve never gone before.
Some will question why it is their time;
it’s not really fair when life’s in its prime.
Some will think of all the things they have missed,
and rue the unchecked items on their bucket list.
Some, who’ve been self-centered right from the start,
will face this day with anger in their heart.
Some will think of friends, who will feel much maligned,
and feel great sorrow for being left behind.
Some, whose lives have always been filled with greed,
will regret leaving their riches behind, indeed.
Some, who are sinners, will face the day with fear
knowing their judgement will soon be here.
But we as believers will welcome the day,
having lived our lives in a Christian way.
With our hearts and souls filled with His grace,
we look forward to meeting our Maker face to face.
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2017
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