A soul is departing this life, somewhere in this world;
and a soul is entering life, that adequate time will have unfurled.
For both, I---a most unworthy Christian---set forth my prayer
to our Lord and the Blessed Virgin, the Mother of God, asking for their
blessings on the dying and being born, today, anywhere.
J-9thxciv
Observation
It has been observed that, as soon as we are born, we begin the business of dying. This though gives me a sense of belonging. Very observsnt poem well penned.
Thanks!!!
Thanks!!!
J-9th94