The Love That Lasts Hereafter
God will not leave us alone.
Parting is not sweet sorrow. But sunshine comes tomorrow.
I once was lost and lonely.
Wife and kids gone home to stay.
Left behind, me only.
Sunshine didn’t shine that day.
Letters, photos, and recordings,
couldn’t take the place of hugs.
So much focus on the partings;
Each day was filled with shrugs.
It couldn’t stay that way.
God won’t punish our right choices.
Although the house seemed gray,
there had to come new voices.
“Learn a new language” I thought.
“It will open up new doors.”
Choose the right one to be taught.
Climb into that boat. Start pulling on the oars.
I found the “just right” teacher.
She came with pure intent.
Like a fan upon the bleacher,
My heart so willingly went.
She’d make a real fine mother.
Stepkids will love her, too.
No need to find another.
Her love can be so true.
The house soon rang with laughter.
Old friends, they heard it, too.
The love that lasts hereafter,
This love for me, for you.
Copyright 2012 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.
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