As the Apple Blossoms fall like Snow,
I think of Springs past of long ago,
When I was content and full of youth,
full of hope, searching for the Truth.
Now my Children, they are grown.
A couple live away from home.
I can only ponder what lies ahead
and wish it would not be sadness and dread.
As my time on Earth, like air grows thin,
I search my heart for strength within.
And Pray to God to Light the Dawn,
To help me when my hour is born.
To help my Children not be Afraid,
When my body is wrapped and finally laid.
To Shower my Love on Them like Rain.
And map out their journey o'er the rough terrain.
Love Your People and Keep Your Faith,
And Remember my Love for you and Wait
for the Day that God will Bring us Together
So we can Share Eternity Forever.
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