ForeverJesus6

Stood The Test of Time

I first saw her,

when I was a small child.

Yet, I thought about her,

all through elementary, middle,  and high school.

'What ever happened to her',

I would day dream.

I then fell down on hard times,

after high school.

Both of my parents had passed.

I had no place to live.

So I spent a year homeless,

before spending nine years in the army.

I have fought in the worst battles.

So while everyone wrote to their families,

I pretended to write,

to the girl that I met when I was five.

As I was in the most forgotten about places,

on the face of this earth.

There were times,

when I thought I saw the girl,

and yet I did not even know,

what she had looked like now.

Once I was out of the army,

again, I was a homeless vet.

"Lord I recieve you.

Please save me!

Do not let me die just yet",

I yelled.

I recollect as I was twenty-eight.

I walked into a church for the homeless.

I noticed a woman helping,

a man with one leg to a seat in the front row.

At first I did not think of it to much,

that is, until I saw who it was.

It was that same smile, same eyes, and same hair.

My whole life,

I wondered,

what happened to her,

and the whole time she was there.

After the service,

as everybody was leaving,

and she was straightening all the seats.

I slowly walked toward her,

and asked, "Do you remember me".

Before she even looked up,

she paused for three seconds.

She slowly looked up and examined me,

and then let a small tear,

fall from her eye.

Her sweet perfume,

from her beautiful dress,

mixed with the stench,

of my old dirty jacket.

I could not find the words to speak.

"I... uh... It's", I said,

before she just jumped toward me,

and hugged me for dear life.

"Praise God!

The Lord has answered my prayers",

she said,

as she began to cry tears of joy.

 

 

 

 

Comments1

  • Moom

    Very sweet. :)



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