RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Looking At The End Of Life - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Looking at the end of life, knowing that everything is
completely out of my hands, it is all up to God, only.
Broken-hearted from loss throughout life, suffering
and strife always foremost throughout the years.
Yet, looking at the end of life, feeling joy because
soon all heartache will be over and I will never again
have to experience any of it.
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