Betty Keck

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Tis Death and me…

Tis Death and me, walking hand in hand
upon the sands of time
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Last night I saw a dove
returning to its nest
Gentle little dove
needing a place to rest.
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The wind blows, calling your name
resounding with your laughter
Thunder rolls, shouting its acclaim
love for you in the hereafter.
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Sitting alone on her grassy hill
amidst shades and hues of flowers
Tears of blue beginning to spill
until the beautiful sweetness sours.
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Retired church secretary, living in Texas with my husband, J.C. and our tabby cat, Rascal. We have four children, four grandchildren)

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'Tis Death And Me

Tis Death and me…

Tis Death and me, walking hand in hand
upon the sands of time
Sifting through the hour glass…
~ the dance of time ~
Treading each step softly, awaiting
fragile peacefulness, radiance
of Heaven’s rays…
never ending light, beckoning
me to follow the gentle, soft
call of the Lord.
Now whispering “Farewell”
to the blinding, wind-blown sand
of rolling swirls;
“Hello” to the tender,
sacred rains of blessedness.
At the end of the day, my heart beats
soft breaths of yearning
for the essence of the Creator.
Entranced by the wondrous white light,
soaring upward onto the Other Land,
‘Tis Death and me,
walking hand in hand.


September 16,2006
Betty Louise Keck

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