Worldly Things - Poem by Carol Bogart
Don’t get wrapped up in worldly things
Such things are transitory
In Heaven, where our Father lives
Are truly all life’s glories. Though bodies die, our spirits live.
Things of this earth don’t linger.
In Heaven’s world our hearts live on,
and all the love within us. So put away life’s foolish cares
and wants, and needs, and worries.
For only in God’s world above,
Are things not transitory.
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