My Stairway Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

MY STAIRWAY


There is a stairway
In my mind
Spiraling upward-
Ever Upward.

Upon my journey-
I sometimes tire
And must
Stop to rest.

At times,
I fall back a step
Or two,

But always,
I look upward
As I travel
On my journey.

Upward, I travel,
On that spiraling
Staircase-
Toward a reward.

The reward
Our Heavenly Father
Has promised
So long ago.

Just the twinkling
Of an eye.
A whole lifetime
for you and me.....

Only an instant
In Eternity............


author: Carolyn Ford Witt
3-25-1980


By Ms. Caroline


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