No Need

No need to see what's at the bottom of the ocean
No need to feel a warm summers breeze
No need to watch for my ship to come
No need to hear the birds that sing
No need for the sounds of children playing
No need for the clouds that break free up above
No need for me to sit and pray
No need for me my time here is done.

by jeannie schmidt

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