I envy not your lives to come
Now that my own is almost done
I would not walk this way again
To feel the loss or hide the pain.
I thank our Lord my time has passed
I know not how my heart did last
And move to that which is beyond
Without a will to carry on.
Somewhere within this universe
Bide powers that are too perverse
They creep and crawl and lie in wait
To bar our way through heaven’s gate !
Claire V. Bogdanos 