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OUT OF THIS LIFE
Out of this life I shall never take
Things of gold and silver I make,
All that I cherish and hoard away,
After I leave, on earth must stay.
Though I have toiled for a painting rare
To hang on my wall, I must leave it there,
Though I call it mine and boast it's worth,
I must give it up when I quit this earth.
All that I gather and all that I keep
I must leave behind when I fall asleep,
And I wonder often, just what I shall own,
In that other life when I pass along.
What shall He find and what shall He see
In that other life when I pass along?
What shall He find and what shall He see?
In the soul that answers the call for me.
Shall I learn when my task is through
That my soul has gathered some riches too?
Or shall at the last, it be mine to find,
That all I had worked for I had left behind.
(Author: Unknown to Me)
PAGE DEDICATION
To Patty Ann
Thank you for sending this poem to
Ken & Bette to send to me
Copyrighted © October 09, 2001 by Angel45_2B
All rights reserved
SONG TITLE
"I'll Leave This World Loving You"
Produced by
Dick Anderson
