Harold James Douglas

(Hattiesburg, Mississippi, USA)

This Is My Son - Poem by Harold James Douglas

When I step out into the other land...
That distant shore where Mother has gone;
She'll be standing there with a great, big smile,
Talking and flipping her apron
just like she always did.
It'll be an exciting day up there when we hug and kiss,
I'll tell her all that's happened since she went away.
We'll walk through the beautiful heavenly gardens,
And sit beside the lovely lanes to meet others that we know;
Then we'll meet the Master and his Son,
And Mother will proudly introduce me,
"Master, This is my son!"

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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