Taken Poem by Lawerence Mize, Sr.

The Lord only takes you
when it's your time to go
I never used to believe
this was always so

I used to think
you could jump in harm's way
Your wits and youth
would always save the day

Then I got older
curbed back my zeal
I learned to listen
to things I could feel

I saw I had some control
over what I would do
Proceeded with caution
when trying something new

Now I wait to be taken
as I bide my time
When the Lord decides to take me
the pleasure will be mine