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Douglas Render Poem
When we are born and life begins,
A child is perfect, free from sin.
We stand beneath life’s rising arch,
And grow through fits and halting starts.
As young adults, we race with speed,
Not understanding what we need.
We find first love in our late teens,
Not fully knowing what it means.
We race ahead, not looking back,
While the reaper stays on our track.
Middle age is on its way,
And the reaper never goes away.
And in the waning years of life,
Through all the toil and all the strife,
We start to wonder where life has gone,
And know we are closer to dusk than dawn.
A voice behind becomes more clear
As the reaper’s footsteps draw near.
Fear and loathing fill our thought,
As if we’re racing against the clock.
One day I choose at last to stop,
And slowly turn around and drop.
I see the reaper standing there.
He says, “My friend, I truly care.”
I know he’s here to end my life,
To free me from my pain and strife.
When out of nowhere, an angel appears,
Saying, “Have no fear, my brother, I am here.”
She reaches out and takes my hand,
And pulls me close where now I stand.
The reaper bows his shadowed face,
Then disappears without a trace.
The angel looks at me and says,
“Heaven is yours for endless days.”
Copyright © Douglas Render | Year Posted 2026
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Douglas Render Poem
Your race in life began in ’64,
When God first opened success’s door.
You grew up tall and strong and true,
With blond hair bright and eyes of blue.
Both brains and skill were gifts you bore,
Watching you grow was a thrill and more.
Football, baseball, basketball, too—
No challenge ever hindered you.
We watched with love and endless pride,
As you became the apple of our eye.
All the while, a demon stood,
Lurking silent, misunderstood
Waiting, watching from the side,
To tempt you at the perfect time.
The struggle came when you weren’t looking,
You fought and grappled with all your might,
Trying hard to stay upright.
Praying to God, “Please help me win,”
As the demon pulled and pushed you to give in.
The battle raged for fifty years and more,
We prayed to God as tears would pour.
You fought so long, you fought so strong,
Through endless nights, through right and wrong.
On January 26th, the year 2026,
God touched your shoulder, gentle and kind.
With a smile both tender, loving, and sad,
He said, “Come home, my son, you’ve been a good man.
Take my hand as we travel to a wonderful land.
Your pain is gone, you’ll never be alone
For now, my son,
You are home.”
Copyright © Douglas Render | Year Posted 2026
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Douglas Render Poem
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
Goes life’s unyielding clock.
When life begins,
The whole world spins.
Chasing, chasing,
Endless racing,
Always wanting more,
Blind to what’s in store.
Grasping dreams that slip like sand,
Time moves on, just out of hand.
Moments lost we cannot win,
Still the clock ticks on within.
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
Hear the echo of the clock,
We race to catch our dreams,
Running past us like a stream.
In the end we turn to dust,
Chasing God that now we trust.
Tick, tock, tick, tock
No more ticking clock
Not in wealth or what we chase,
But in God’s love we find our place.
Copyright © Douglas Render | Year Posted 2026
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Douglas Render Poem
I sit and feel the darkness in my soul,
Trapped within a deep, dark hole.
I fall down on my knees,
Pleading for God to rescue me.
Lifting up my head to see,
I cry, “Is anyone there to comfort me?”
My soul is wretched with despair,
Feeling as though no one cares.
Out of the darkness, a small light grows,
An angel appears, all aglow.
She whispers softly as she nears,
“God has always been here.”
The angel’s words begin to stir my soul,
Though the gloom has taken its toll.
Then suddenly, out of the dark,
The angel’s light ignites a spark.
My soul begins to shine within,
Knowing God has forgiven me for my sins.
So when life’s burdens take their toll,
God’s light and power will make me whole.
One need only fall upon their knees,
For forgiveness and love are the keys.
Copyright © Douglas Render | Year Posted 2026
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Douglas Render Poem
REMEMBER ME
In the light of our youth.
We met, electricity abound.
With passion, we dove into life.
Never giving to Strife.
You were my mat as our love grew,
Adding children to our crew.
Nothing seemed impossible
For this family of four to pursue.
As the children grew
And flew the nest,
We found new joy
Our love did not rest
In the twilight of life,
We never were apart
Until that day illness struck
Our life became cold and dark.
You cared and loved me even more
As I sat at deaths door
In end the Reaper would win
smiling, saying God forgives your sins.
With my last breath,
and the light fading,
“I whispered, remember me
I will be waiting.”
Copyright © Douglas Render | Year Posted 2026
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