Our Deeded Plot

Nature waits with breath abated
Heaven’s rising understated
Thenceforth comes the morning glow
The imperceptible undertow
Of dawn commencing

Birds take song in dusky gloom
Of Sun’s bright and blazing doom
It’s cheery rays provides us power
And sends us hope at every hour
Of reward contending

The sun that fuels our terrible fight
Until the time our souls take flight
With Him to seize our deeded plot
Be it honor or the dreaded blot
Of immortality


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