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WHEN I AM GONE

When I am gone, there will still be . . .
A planet called earth,
Vast rolling oceans,
Snow-capped mountains,
Cool deep canyons.
When I am gone, there will be still be . . .
Quiet in winter, The promise of spring,
The beauty of summer,
Harvest in fall,
When I am gone, there will still be . . .
Laughter among friends,
The love of a child,
The serenity of a quiet evening,
Prayer in the heart.
This is the world we have inherited.
Treasure and protect it

Arlene F. Harder

 

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