For Grandpa Eddie
Eternity has been stitch into your soul
As moments part and change engulfs the very tears that burn your eyes
Spirt from the beginning of time there leads your lifeless being home
To spent eternity in The Creators presence
Once there no more forget-me-not's no more hunger for cure and no more scuffle
There in eternity only lies the perfects of all peace
With every inch of your soul let your whole being feel free of all this worldly vexation and soar freely above the clouds for eternity
Written by Naé Naé
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Wildflower Collections
PoetryAn anthology of my most resent poetry works (2016-2017)
