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197th Weekly Poetry Contest honorable mention: life, afterall

by rickjstassi

What is life, afterall?
The waning time from summer to fall.
Winter's sting shall take its toll,
In springtime thus a reborn soul.
Reborn on ground or there above,
For certain born in holy love.
Afterall, earth run its course,
But heaven shall ever shun remorse.
Gone too soon and hearts asunder
gives rise to doubts of heaven's wonder.
But persevere and shed your tears,
God lovingly casts off our fears.

197th Weekly Poetry Contest

Thank you!