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A poem about what we leave behind and what lasts forever

By D'Shan BerryPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Photo by S. Tsuchiya on Unsplash


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More a citizen of Heaven

Than of this worldly sphere,

I still yearn for some evidence

That I was really here.

— —

Not just a headstone at my grave,

Or faded memory,

But something printed, black and white,

For history to see.

— —

Not with pomp, or press, or fanfare,

And without wealth and fame,

Just a simple, little footnote:

A few words and my name.

— —

But I find solace in the truth;

I was not made for Earth.

I am a daughter of the King,

And therein lies my worth.

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About the Creator

D'Shan Berry

I love words. I love art. I love Jesus.

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