Russell G. Robison

REFLECTIONS

As I begin the final chapter,
Near the page that says ‘the end’
The only sadness left
Is leaving those that I called friend

Some have made their peace with life,
And found the harmony
But I know that it’s my passing
That will only set me free

Inside me lives a conflict
With no resolution found
And I am growing weary
Living in its battleground

As my steps begin to falter,
With my sight no longer strong
My only promise kept was
That I learned to sing His song