I have no final request.
No asking of this world.
For what have you ever done for me,
Besides place a dagger in my heart,
Or stab me in the back?
Step on my toes
And leave me to bleed… year long?
Don’t bother buying me a coffin.
Just pitch me in the ditch and cover me up.
Away from the world.
The bugs shall eat me.
And I will be grateful to be gone
And entering Heaven!

10-29-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Praise God that after all these years with Christ that my last testament will be all His! ❤ The love that He has, gives, and breathes in me! ❤ God is my hero!