Our Time on Earth.
Our time on earth is limited.
We have to do our best.
God's placed us here for a reason
sometimes its such a test.
To love our friends and family
and help out as we can.
We really are so lucky
I bless them all with thanks.
Some are so unfortunate
we have to show them that we care.
their trials and tribulations
so very hard to bare.
When your time on earth is ending
and you have done your very best,
take God's hand and let him lead you,
you have earned your long, long rest.
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