When my time on earth is done I will turn to shards of light
like the sun that sparkles bright at the edge of night,
I will leave this place and fly like an eagle out of sight;
When the hourglass of life has poured out every grain
I'll depart like fading grass despite the falling rain;
for the existence of a life span is just a tiny stain;
When my Father calls me home to that golden astrodome
my immortal soul will praise Him as I say goodbye to Rome.
I will join the angel's den and never be alone
When my time on earth is done I will soar inside blue skies
to the gully of God's wonder where the eagles never die
by the couloir of my heart, in the canyon of my soul's surmise.
January 31, 2023
Example for my contest :)
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