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A STROLL THROUGH THE GRAVEYARD

 

 

 

 

 

While strolling through a graveyard.
On a cold December day.
I noted these inscriptions,
And what each one had to say.

Some were of little children,
Taken away in their prime.
Others were of a loved one,
Who had left loved ones behind.

One stone caught my attention.
I read it o’er and o’er.
Conviction gripping my soul,
As it never had before.

“Remember me as you pass by.
As you are now, so once was I.
As I am now someday you’ll be.
So prepare for eternity.”

I’ve put it off long enough.
Soon it will be my time go.
I will make sure I’m ready,
The Bible says I can know.

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