In The End
In the end, when we pass,
From the life we have know on this sweet earth,
When all we toiled to own lies dormant,
In the front yard of our homes,
Advertised in bold red letters “Yard Sale”,
Or on an E-bay auction page,
In the end all we really had was our stories,
Of lives we lived and folks we touched with that life.
hugs
Kathy
Fee
Georg
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"