Apr 11
Pause, stranger, when you pass me by:
As you are now, so once was I,
As I am now, so you will be,
So prepare for death, and follow me.
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To follow you I'm not content,
Until I know which way you went.
As you are now, so once was I,
As I am now, so you will be,
So prepare for death, and follow me.
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To follow you I'm not content,
Until I know which way you went.
This is a poem I wanted to share that was at an Indiana cemetery on a tombstone. I copied it. The second part was scratched onto by a random person.
