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Reflections	by Robert Winters
	I walk among these weathered stones, That cast their shadow o’er whited bones, And wonder what if it should be, That I were them and they were me.
	Then, they should live and love and toil, And I should lie beneath the soil: No more to feel the morning sun Or cooling breeze, when day is done ... But lie at rest ‘til heavens call, To judgement day for one and all; To answer for your deeds on earth, And weigh the scales of heavenly worth. I know some dead would dearly crave A second chance, their soul to save. But, once they end their earthly strife, Too late to change their score in life. So, e’er I hear from heavens throne, I want my choices to be known. While on this earth I daily trod, I want to walk in the ways of God. © Robert Winters

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