By my husband

The one thing I'm most certain of, it happens every day........
The grave is lurking in the shadow's, the clock is ticking our time away........
I hear the sound of music, folly and laughter fill the air.......
Attempting to escape reality, but the grave it does not care.........
The appetite is never satisfied, not a picky eater at all........
Swallowing the rich and poor, fat and skinny, short and tall.........
He plays the role of an under cover agent, in the mind of a simple one............
Often completely unnoticed, until the day his work is done........
The spectators stand in awe, as if something strange has been done........
Although many strange events occur, this my friend is not one.......
The only certainty in this life, we all  must go this way........
It is not a matter of if, only a matter of which day........
I thank The Lord Jesus Christ, for the power to drink from the eternal cup........ Matthew 26:27
It doesn't matter when you die, it only matters how you rise up.......
We all shall stand before the throne of God, judgement for the things we have done......
II Corinthians 5:10
But blessed are the dead who die in The Lord for they rest and there work's do follow them home.......
Revelation 14:13