Graham Jones


Moving On. - Poem by Graham Jones

I feel a calm descending
As my soul prepares to rise
I feel the light within me
As I open up my eyes

Then looking down below me
I see the shell that once was mine
And know it won't be long now
Before I leave this point in time

I hope I have contributed
Towards my time on earth
That all my friends and loved ones
Will regard me with some worth

Our time is but a short one
In the greater scheme of things
And I will leave with no regrets
For where the Angels sing.


Comments about Moving On. by Graham Jones

  • (4/24/2006 8:42:00 AM)


    As this poem reflects some of my own thinking, I wish I'd written it. Very nice, Graham. Esther : ] (Report) Reply

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  • (4/24/2006 7:00:00 AM)


    'leave with no regrets'., nice..thats the way to go Gray, have a nice Day (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 24, 2006



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