Lucky Dip Number 26
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Parting
Shall we part to see no more At the ending of their day Those we love and we adore When death holds them in its sway? Some have died enshrined in years With a sense of life complete, Those too young to know its tears Still as infants shall we greet? I expect to know some way Those I've loved and now have lost, In what form I cannot say 'Til the threshold I have crossed. Mystery enshrouds life now Deep the depths we scarce have known, Mystery more must thus endow Things known to God and God alone. |