Barbara - Poem by Curtisj Johnson
By Curtis Johnson
Between children and church, work and play, we’ve had a good life
At this season in our lives, our work is measured; not a push and rush
Relationship with God and between the two of us, are by far our greatest quest.
Before “you”, there was barely a “me”; with you I am fulfilled, as we climb our hills.
At the beginning, we thought that we were destined to travel together around the world,
Rescuing and feeding the hungry; helping to save the lost; and praying for the sick to be healed.
At some point, however, we had children of our own, and stuck to our mission closer to home
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