For Those To Come
Came from out of nowhere
in the middle of a storm,
Something from yesterday
that somehow had been reborn.
Window frames were open,
waiting for the dark stained glass;
Church bells rang through the town,
choral singers sang a mass.
Children ran here and there,
searching for the hidden prize;
Headlights turned the corner,
changing colors in their eyes.
Suddenly tomorrow
brought all that's gone before;
Far beyond horizons
there remains an open door.
Tell me when you have been
lost in shadows of your mind,
And of those days that rode
on the passing winds of time.
Long ago we were young,
yet those years will not return,
Pictures of life once lived
now hide lessons still to learn.
The youth we cherish dear
will soon grow to take our place;
Pray they will come to know
that we've left for them our grace.
Copyright © Daniel Larson | Year Posted 2016
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