Life to me is all it seems -
Sweet peace and joy is nature's plan,
Gifts of love offered by Thy hand;
Life is all I have, I am what I am.
In our time lived, all we seek -
All Thy creatures - wise and meek,
Is time in our season, then fall we must;
One day we shall fall to dust.
And I, inside a box, shall lie -
As I was born, so I shall die.





and much love & light~ Desire~*~





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