We will meet once again
And only God will know exactly when,
The time and the place, we will meet face to face
Wearing either a grimace or a grin.
We will then reflect about our past
With the memories that we have amassed,
We might feel weak, when reflect and speak
About us, when asked.
I promise that I will look at you with a smile
Because, there will be no hate or guile,
I will hope that you are doing well, wherever that you dwell
And I will hope to speak with you for awhile.
I will forgive you as I know I should
And of our life I will only remember only the good,
I will reminisce with glee, and how happy that you made me
Because, only then you could.
I will happily ask you about your life
Asking if ever made a man happy by becoming his wife,
And do you have a happy thought, from dreams that you caught
And I hope that there was no strife.
I hope that you know that I forgave
And unto hate and revenge and hurt I am not a slave,
I always wished you the best, every night I prayed for your every quest
Your happiness I promise I always did crave.
Then of course one day we will stand in front God
No longer will we be wearing a facade,
I will be happy again that we met, there will be no regret
Then unto you I will stand and smile and applaud.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem