Well Worth the Wait
At the end of the winding weary road,
theres a place reserved for me to lay lifes load.
Burdens are lifted from me with love and care,
and of my many troubles I become unaware.
I see for the first time the way its supposed to be,
and stand in humble awe of all i see.
All my tears were saved in a bottle filled with light,
and washed my robe til it was glowing white.
I saw a mansion with my name on the door,
where inside all my hopes and dreams were stored.
I saw many I loved, here long before me,
all Smiling and clapping as if expecting me.
A man stepped forward, his face full of love,
when I saw him I knew instantly who he was.
I fell on my knees before him on this golden street,
and I praised him greatly as i kissed his feet.
My lifes just a flicker in this everlasting flame,
now I know it was worth it to walk in his name.
Copyright © Carl Fraser | Year Posted 2012
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