Before I go there is one nucleus I wish to ensue, 
Leaving behind the Lord’s legacy, stitched in love. 
Someday nimble fingers will fail to grasp a pen, a closing foxglove. 
My mind will no longer search for the words from the pit of the new. 
 
Before I go I yearn to impart knowledge of the unexplored. 
The expressions will enlighten the reader with its poetic melody, 
To others serenity when heartache seems scored. 
Weary minds will be offered a consolation, sets them free. 
 
Before I go I wish to impart in the greatest unfold, 
Cherish my gift God has given me a talent to achieve. 
Looking inside, His love much to behold. 
Knowing anything is possible if you reach for the stars, believe. 
 
Before I go there is one gift I wish to leave behind,
Leading others to understand, keeping belief to achieve all. 
A fulfilled destiny will be future’s calling unwind, 
When I too will succumb to death, answer my Lord’s call. 

Dorothy E. Scott  poetry99@txol.net
Copyrighted 2001