


~~ DONOR ~~
While living in this World,
I have a place to stay,
It's called the house I live in,
My home of dust and clay,
It's furnished with my daily needs,
This place in which I dwell.
But when my life is o'er,
It's just an empty shell,

I'll be leaving it behind,
No use it'll be to me,
So if theirs anything you need,
Take it on your journey,
The World calls me a Donor,
But the least that I can do,
Is to share God's riches blessing,
By giving life to you.
Alice Hack c2000

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