When There Are Times
When There Are Times
When a time starts becoming triumphant
Where have we all gone as well as went?
In God's presence before Him forevermore
Whose policy for us always is an open door.
Waiting in heaven is place God has been
Desiring and wanting to let each one in
Where we eventually have to go and must
For it is in God who we willingly trust.
Hallowed halls in heaven are waiting there
By God who us surely wants to take care
Our each and every soul and very being
Only best for us will He always be bringing.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran and Poet
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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