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Others,Before Us
 


Others, before us, walked through life
Not knowing what lay ahead...
Many were homeless, beneath the sky,
a pile of leaves for a bed.

Many were not rich in worldly things...
But by the labor of their hands, and
the sweat of their brow, their families
were clothed and fed.

Many were lowly born, with, only, their
love for God and family, to keep them going.

Many a faithful soul, before us, endured,
in Jesus' name, that their offspring who
followed in their foot prints, might find
some amount of comfort
In the legacies they left behind.
-Jan Tetstone



10:12pm April 21, 2019

By Heartsong

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