I write this in

shades of Gray

A color most fitting

for the words yet

to follow

 

The years of fear

of abuse as a child

The year I lost

the love for my father

 

For no less reason

I choose the  color green

It springs to mind

fonder times

Of youth and of tomorrow's

 

Red

the color of later years

Of love, my wife

the lives that we share

 

Children we raised

now grown into their own

 

For all that has been

For what's still yet

to come

 

Black are the years

my youngest would suffer

 

His life, from age 5

only misery and grief

 

Autism as a child

Schizophrenia in

his later years

 

Countless E.R's

The hospitals

From birth to adult

 

The whole of his 

life taken

 

Before he had

the chance

to live it

 

Though he breathes

he's not the same

There's a part of him missing

 

We hope this will change

We pray he'll get well

We trust in the Lord

We trust in his will

 

It is in pure white

that I end this

 

It is his this light

that fills my sight

As it is in his blood

I'm redeemed

 

It is his light for me

So as I write

it is only for me

to see

 

As I enter into

these golden years

 

My life now come

full circle

I'm at peace

with my past

I have closure

 

This final thought

ends in purple

 

The color of his majesty

It reflects a new beginning

Of life that does not end

 

When it's time

for me to go

That time we all

must leave

 

I hope a smile

sits upon my face

 

To leave this world

knowing

 

In hope and faith

to see his face

 

To hear him him say;

 

''Rise my son, and follow''

 

To him I'll run

unburdened, free

 

I'll find I'm where

I've longed to be

 

 

Christ✝️Inspired💫

 

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