Embracing Time

Faith Poetry

I hope and pray 
that when I die, 
I simply stay asleep. 

The special day 
that I won’t wake, 
I will not get to see. 

I slowly purge 
my current mess 
so I won’t leave too much, 
and when my daughter 
clears my things…
for some, 
I hope she’ll want. 

I wonder where the photos go…
the trash, a fire, or keep; 
for they’re my life 
with family and friends. 

I’m thankful for 
the life I’ve lived, 
the good and bad alike. 

I think my earthly 
purpose here– 
to learn emotional traits. 

(Which I cannot experience, 
on the other side.) 

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