As I Lay Dying
Body still.
Breathe with mouth open.
Hear vulturous greedy.
Blood slows.
Cant move.
Soul sensation of long ago,
playing at mother's feet,
riding high upon father's shoulders,
running, climbing,laughing as
sun warms freckled face.
I reach now towards heaven.
Smile beams from wrinkled face.
I hear no more.
I feel no more.
I am dead.
Beware!
When I die my eyes will be closed,
But, they will be open to those
that closed them!
In God I trust.
Breathe with mouth open.
Hear vulturous greedy.
Blood slows.
Cant move.
Soul sensation of long ago,
playing at mother's feet,
riding high upon father's shoulders,
running, climbing,laughing as
sun warms freckled face.
I reach now towards heaven.
Smile beams from wrinkled face.
I hear no more.
I feel no more.
I am dead.
Beware!
When I die my eyes will be closed,
But, they will be open to those
that closed them!
In God I trust.
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