Another day gone
and you're not coming home
though I've waited for you
to come through that door
so I lay in bed awake
wondering where I made my mistake
thinking 'What did I do wrong?'
Patiently I wait
but you still haven't come
and I'm torn inside out
my heart is torn in two
wondering 'Where will I go now'
as humbly my head I bow
praying ''Is Daddy coming home?"
Day after day I've cried
wanting you back with me
you're forever in my heart
as I wear tear-stained clothes
my life's now rearranged
and it feels so strange
asking ''Please, will you come home?''
Then one night I heard
an unfamiliar sound
drifting through the house
but I knew no one else
could possibly be there
slowly I walked up the last stair
thinking, 'Dear Lord, be with me''
I stood there at first
on the brink of the steps
a drum beating in my chest
before I stepped forward
the sound closer still
''Oh Lord,'' I prayed, ''what is thy will?"
stepping now into the light
Mom was there crying
but not a sad tone, see
but rejoicing for there
above us was Daddy
nevermore out to roam
for God had taken him home
singing, ''How Great Thou Art.''
There he was at last
an unexpected angel
that had gone through
the Pearly Gates
Hallelujah to Him on High
for we'll meet again by and by
loving with purest of hearts
Listening to a young teen sing about her father who had committed suicide, I thought of one of my granddaughters as well. Her stepfather had done the same thing. This young lady's song, its words & her voice brought this to my heart:
by DJE on 1-3-2015 @ 10:24 p.m.
Revised 1-4-2015 @ 8:59 a.m.