Time,

Our jailer,

Frees us when

This life is over

And done

To

Pray, and

Mother, and

Teach, and

Read, and

Dance, and

Learn, and

Knit, and

Garden, and

Skate, and

Sing, and

To

Love, and

Honor, and

Obey, and

To

Work, and

Play, and

Sleep, and

To

Release our hearts

To God Supreme

The Master of our days.

 

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