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Weep Not For Me
A poem written for a lady before she died.
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Death is knocking,
Yet I do not cry.
I knew this day would come.
Think not of this as the end,
Here is where I truly begin.
I feel arms surround me
         Comforting me,
                   Protecting me.
Telling me not to be afraid.
A place, soon I will see.
         So incredible
                   No human mind can comprehend.

But in spite of God's Spirit,
Telling me my joyous day is near,
Sorrow fills my heart.
I gaze at the people I love,
And see the pain in their eyes,
How can I tell them not to grieve?
That I will feel no more pain,
         No more tears will fall
                   From the eyes I will recieve.
                             And a body that Death will never know.

I also feel remorse
For even I must say goodbye
But with God our Father,
         Jesus our Savior,
                   I will patiently wait
                             To see you all again.
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