Kimbaline Navas (she who waits)

Rookie (July 14,1965 / New York)

When It Is My Time - Poem by Kimbaline Navas (she who waits)

When it is my time to go don’t cry, don’t shed one little tear let my soul be free to go where the heavenly gates await, and I will be at my finial resting place.

When it is my time to go, let me go... Please try not to hold on to yesterday for I lived a full life, yes I will miss you but rest assure that I will see you again.

when it is my time to go, let my soul go where I can soar to the highest point of no return and finally understand the true mean of free... Where there no pain, no sorrow, or lost feelings of what more could I endure.

When it is my time be happy for me, and know in your heart that I will truly know what peace feels like, and at that point you can tell everyone that I wanted to go, I needed to go and I was done with this life of mine.

When it is my time to go remember the person that I was, remember that love that we have, remember the good as well as the bad laugh about our life together, then share it with someone who will need you.

Our time is limited love the way you want to be loved, hold you friend close but your family closer they will be the ones who will be affected by it... They will be the ones that will comfort you and who know who will be the next one, become that angel that visits you at night might just be me.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 28, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 28, 2009

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