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Topic: Mother (as in maternal parent) (04/24/08)
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TITLE: When You Come | Previous Challenge Entry
By Melanie Kerr
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For all of my life
I have waited
And now it draws near
I wish for another tomorrow
And another
And another
This is the house
I helped furnish
Filled with the things
That you love
Flowers, bright coloured and fragrant
Books, at ease on the shelf
All is ready
But what if..
When you come
There is no place for me?
You loved me.
The words you prayed
I know and cherish
Whispering them softly
Like an incantation.
You fought so hard
To hold on to me
But I slipped from your grasp.
Being knitted together in your womb
As my Father watched
Too many dropped stitches
Too many holes
The threads of my life
Unravelled
The womb abandoned
Long before my absence was revealed
Hoisted up
On my Father’s shoulders
We skipped into a heavenly world
Of rainbows and laughter
No sorrow
No tears.
And I stood on the edge
Of my world
And I watched you in yours
As you dreamed of me in mine
I greeted a hundred thousand sunrises
Celebrating each stroke of the brush
In My Father’s hand
Vibrant colours
Painted the sky with His glory
And as each day ended
I measured the shadows
And counted the stars
And in between
I danced to the music of the wind in the trees
And I sang to the rhythm of the tumbling brooks
Waiting for you to come home
But what if..
When you come
There is no place for me?
Days passed swiftly
Crammed with delight and adventure
Every spring blossomed into summer.
Every summer ripened into autumn.
Every autumn cooled into winter.
And every winter thawed into spring.
And the days of your life
Carefully planned by my Father
Written so lovingly
I read over His shoulder
And I made my own plans
For your days in heaven
When you would walk side by side
With me
But what if..
When you come
There is no place for me?
This is the day
The sound of the trumpet
A ripple of expectation at
The return of a warrior
The homecoming
Of a daughter of the King
My Father’s Son
Sets out to meet you
And carry you home
But what if..?
You and I never met
Never shared the same sunrise
The same sunset
You and I never talked
Never shared the same tears
The same joys
Will we be strangers?
The son you conceived
But never held
The mother I watched
But never embraced
When you come…
I see my Father’s Son
With you by His side
Your hand lost
Held secure in His
Heads close
Sharing confidences
There is no place for me?
A lifted head
Recognition
A golden smile
Delight
A quizzical glance
“Joe Junior?”
A tight embrace
Restoration
A soft kiss
You’re home
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