Disciple John, Friend Of Jesus Poem by Denis Martindale

The Saviour ascended above
And waved His friends good-bye
And John, whose heart was filled with love,
Then heaved a lonesome sigh...
His dearest friend had said farewell,
His Saviour and His Lord,
Would He return? John couldn't tell
And yet such doubts ignored...

His cheeks were moist, like others, too,
Upon that fateful day,
If you were there, I know that you
Would wipe your tears away...
But John, with Mary at his side,
Saw Jesus weeks ago,
The hours Christ was crucified,
With hours still to know...

Thus John, a true friend to the end,
Had thought they'd seen it all,
With not one angel to defend
Despite each miracle...
The weeks had gone, Christ was alive,
Disciples told to wait,
The Holy Spirit must arrive,
God's new Church to create...

Thus John was waiting patiently
And praying like the rest,
Because by faith in Calvary
They now must do their best...
Together, closer than before,
Like true friends all the time,
Who found a friend they could adore,
Who truly was sublime!


Denis Martindale July 2016.