Child, Welcome Home
Child, Welcome Home
I was traveling towards the light when darkness suddenly fell.
So I headed towards the singing and the ringing of the bell.
When I was greeted by a woman dressed in sparkling white,
Who smiled warmly and guided me towards the light.
With a new found eagerness I walked away alone,
When a voice from the choir said, “Child, Welcome Home”.
My heart was overfilled, replacing which was sad,
For I was looking forward to greeting mom and dad.
I instantly started singing a song I never knew,
About the love of a Savior who’s wisdom is tried and true.
Feelings of anxiety and loneliness were erased from my mind,
Replaced with a joy of a completely different kind.
As I walked the sparkling street my eyes began to strain,
From the brilliance of the presence, and “I AM” was his name.
He took me by the hand, as the choir began to sing,
Jesus Loves The Little Children, and Glory To The King.
He knelt down to my level then swooped me in his arm,
I never felt so warm and completely safe from harm.
He told me of patience and how the time would quickly come,
When my family would be united and we would live here as one.
So please stop your crying and try not to be sad,
I’m waiting for you in heaven, I love you Mom and Dad.
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