| The Sunset |
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The sun is setting on my life, And yet I have no fear, I'll ride the storm and wait my turn As my time draweth near. There were many times in day gone by I could almost see the end, But I would hear a gentle voice, "It's not done yet, my friend." There were times I'd walk away But before I'd cross the line, I'd hear a voice say, "Turn around, For you, my child, are mine." Then He said, "Stop--and look around. You're lost as you can be! So go back where you started from And walk straight here to me." God had a purpose for my life. There was no way I could know That I would end up where I am today Or which way I would go. So I've walked by faith and trusted Him To help me overcome, So I could lift my eyes one day In the presence of God's Son. The things in life I've had to face That seemed so hard to bear, Would quickly fade as I realized How much He really cared. The shadows that have crossed my life That I did not understand, As soon as I called out His name He would gently take my hand. So why should I fear death today? I am simply going home, Where all my pain will disappear And I'll never be alone. I haven't minded lonely years For I've had much to learn. How could I know how bad you hurt If I could not discern The look of sadness on your face Or see you flinch with pain? How could I know you needed help Had I not felt the rain? So I'm almost ready to go home And leave my cares behind. I'll be waiting there to see your smile As you stand next in line. |
| © 2001 June Moore |
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