The End Draws Near 

The road once stretched so wide, so far,
With dreams like lanterns, each a star.
We thought the dawn would never fade,
That youth was gold that would not trade.

But steps once light now slow their pace,
The mirror shows a different face.
The milestones passed, the shadows cast,
Remind us how the years have massed.

The end is closer than the start,
A truth that humbles every heart.
Yet closer still is mercy’s door,
Where life eternal waits in store.

So number well each fleeting day,
Walk in the light along the way.
For though the end is drawing near,
With Christ, there’s nothing left to fear.

Ecc 7:8  The end of a matter is better than its beginning, and patience is better than pride. 

For God’s Honor and Glory 
MarkWaldrop