Some Must Wait To Come From There Poem by James McLain

She came and left and came back as a man,
and a few sleep less than the rest.
Just have it in your mind that the rest,
you find have not turned the backs on you
in the end.
Being both in this life and the life being lived,
asleep as you look at their life that one lived the other way.
Though allowed to dream of those flowing down to the earth,
and as seeing one See's coming back again to here.
As the man in the night,
she sees coming back for more of the same again than here.
Revelstoke the fire as the smoke from their fire as he smokes,
than there.
Or being not you, but she or he, the the you that sleeps,
still see as you sleep, but yet lives.
And yet they of those, not of you go on those shows, that one
lived yet must wait to come again from there.