Home At Last Poem by Patricia Grantham

Home At Last

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Life was but a shadow that was soon cast aside
Around the throne with my Father is where I will abide
Where joy is eternal one I will never have to forsake
A promise that was made that no one can ever take

This earthly tabernacle was only meant for a while
A heavenly home made ready for His beloved child
No more setting of the sun all of life's fears are gone
Will live with Him forever and never to be left alone

Some days were dark and dreary had some happy days too
If it wasn't for His mercy I could never have made it through
Dreams have since vanished and memories a thing of the past
My Father and I are now one; home at last, home at last





Copyright 2013

Sunday, June 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: bereavement
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tirupathi Chandrupatla 29 August 2015

We all look for that peaceful abode as we get older and older. Nicely described the feelings.

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Roseann Shawiak 23 July 2015

Absolutely beautiful poem, exuding such peace and serenity into my soul. Awaiting that final moment when I too can be touched by the divine. Thank you, Patricia, for such a heart-warming joy! RoseAnn

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Amitava Sur 03 July 2015

A lovely imagery towards a peaceful home to live in for ever, a home of divine.

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Patricia Grantham

Patricia Grantham

Moncks Corner, South Carolina
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