Royston

Moving home for the last time

Still experimenting with poetry and still learning






I have passed on my earthly wealth and gone away.
My life was now over so I moved home today.
No need for my goods and chattels to follow me,
for they're not required where I am going to be.

This old house all dilapidated and decayed
had outlived the purpose for which it was made.
So I left it behind me like an empty shell,
for it was made of flesh and served its' purpose well.
 
But I’m eternal now, born by the breath of God.
Saved when I put my trust in Christ Jesus my Lord.
So my soul’s soared heavenward to its new home.
No more confined to earth but the heavens to roam.

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