At The Shore Poem by Fate McFate

At The Shore

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With joy and gladness shall we meet
at end of race at the shore
with crowns of victory
for a good fight fought.

We'll enter a new world
of honey and milk and manna
a place of glory and peace.

So shall we sing halleluyah!
A song of saints and angels
as we fly on our wings
at the sound of the trumpets.

Oh! Halleluyah!
That day shall come.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Hans Vr 26 August 2016

Wonderful vision expressed in very poetic way.

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Julie Schleppegrell 16 March 2012

Good one, like a victory poem :)

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Dave Walker 04 March 2012

Great poem, like it, a great write.

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