MEMORIES: GOD’S GRACE

My memories regress endless,

Wild man, must confess!

Mean at times, regretfully,

Liking self much less!

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With my father by that lake

“Shoot that log,” the dare!

Yes, I hit it!  It was just that

Crocodile down there!

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Father died!  I was just seven then

Settled in Michigan.

Sure, I learned there to hate work

No, shenanigans.

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Devil took me for a ride

Sure, I learned how to hate!

Then army taught, sent me Philippines,

Quite another date!

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With death, sure suicidal!

Tempted death for sure!

But God did not want me yet!

He just took the pure!

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And those He chose to win

With potential there

Voice and the preaching task.

I sang everywhere!

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Then old age made its bid!

This could God forget?

All the bad stuff, well, not good!

Am I ready yet?

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Writing poems everyday, sure voluminous!

Cannot win any races now, but then, what is the fuss?

Race I have run, I am ready!  Dear God, take me home!

More poetry help me write.  Then do not leave me alone!

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Signaling, so hard to read!  Sure, can see it now,

Write!  for the end is coming.  I will not more allow!

When death approaches and senility  shows

Its signs of deterioration, my God, in love, knows–

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Time has come to anchor in!

All propellers cease!

Engines die!  All posts are clear,

May she rest in peace!

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Ha!  Say no more, life now begins!

Ever lastingly!

In the forever Heavenlies

Where by Grace, I will be!

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The Sam, Eternally!

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