Being Merely Human Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being Merely Human



Regrets have no room in our lives if we live according
to the Ten Commandments.

There will be no regrets when death grasps us with his
hands taking us to heaven.

Being merely human this is an impossibility, yet many
strive to accomplish this way of life, wanting to attain
heaven when they die here on earth.

Thursday, February 2, 2017
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