Beyond the Distant Hill
21st Century
Don't cry for me, though I am dead
And all of life is lost,
My soul has passed to Paradise
And death's the journey's cost.
The casket holds the life's remains
That the gentle earth receives,
But when this world has lost a life
Eternity conceives.
For when I heard the Shepherd call
And knew my heart was still,
I ran to follow after Him
Beyond the distant hill!
DayPoems Poem No. 2353
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/2353.html">Beyond the Distant Hill by Kate Watkins Furman</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
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