I'm longing for home
It's been way too long
Have I forgotten your face
After being together for so long
Side by side in the very same place?
In the very beginning
We both were together
You gave me directions
I took your suggestions
You sent me down
So I could learn
All on my own;
For that I yearned
Now one step down
from that Celestial town
Every time I fall---
Please be there when I call
I called you ‘Dad' then,
I call you Dad here,
I'll call you Dad once again…
But if it's not any bother
Let me call you Father
Dear Father… my Mother
I know you love Her
Will you please send good weather
For that great get together
When time comes to an end
When our new life begins-
And all things become new
We'll bid the old life adieu-
What will the new life bring?
We'll fly on angel's wings…
Please save a spot for us
If it's not any fuss
We'll get on the bus
And take it to the end…
I can't wait to see you my friend—
---my Father
--pl dabbs
Christopher, this is a wonderfully touching poem- - Enjoyed it immensely. Please do continue writing!
Thank you for your read and am grateful that the feeling and sentiment of the message was able to touch you. Those indeed are my feelings and I await anxiously that day. c aaron
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The precarious condition in which growing children find themselves when sent away from home and dad and the turmoil of their thoughts beautifully portrayed. Thanks for sharing.
The poem wasn't suggesting a precarious condition at all. Better yet the feelings and thoughts of a child of God who has come down to earth and is looking forward to his return home.