As I walk through these fields
I imagine Life
and
what it means
I dream I had a man near by
But in reality
He has passed through the gates to heaven
Oh, how I Dream about him by my side
His son calls out
But gets no reply
Today the man by our side is Jesus himself
How he holds our hand
Is so pleasing to the soul
How he whispers in my ear
and
comforts my soul
Holding my hand
pulling me through the storm
Oh, how he holds our hand
giving us guidance
He makes our joy come out in so many ways
He opens the doors to our hearts
He makes our dreams come to life
He has raised my head
and
Is pushing me to the finish line
All you got to do is call on him
and
He will hold your hand to
Ask my son
and
He will tell you as well.
- Author: Catherine Houston (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 29th, 2016 18:44
- Comment from author about the poem: It means another door just opened. For, you, and me.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 45
Comments1
Dope!!
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