ItWasYou

It was
definitely you
stepping out
of the
car it
was you
and you
saw me
not as
I am
but was
and then
like the
dream that
we were
you evaporated
just like
clouds do
after rain
just like
we did
after our
final storm

OldAndNew

And new is
then old again
and now quickly
quietly becomes then
and so on
and so forth
goes this life
until old is
and old does
and the new
that now was
becomes the then
that old is

BushelBasket

So many people 
for some reason
or for another
prefer to live
in the same
damp dark comfortable
life that they
made for themselves
and then behave
like a broken
record playing the
same old tired
song to anyone
who will listen
leave them under
their bushel basket
and turn your
light onto those
who are willing
and happy to
step into it

OneForWhom

I have determined 
that I will
never find the
one for whom
I look for
the one for
whom I look
is always here
and never there
for there belongs
ever to others
while here belongs
only to me

NowIt’sOnlyMe

And now every 
day I do
myself before I
do anything else
I have learned
at this late
stage in life
that I and
not others never
any others is
the one constant
I have been
and always will
be the only
one who will
ever put me
to bed and
who will ever
be there when
I do awaken
and only then
when I do
sleep my last
time will I
see the only
other one who
has been there
from the beginning
my Heavenly Father
and He will
welcome me home