Poetry

That Place (Reply)

He yearns to
hold you in his arms
Removed from the
angst and murky waters of the earth
He longs to listen
to your songs of worship in adlibs and overtures, preludes of praise
Excitement fills
his heart and he smiles in glee
At the thought
of welcoming you home

Death has no
hold on you anymore
For He gives you
beauty for your ashes
His eyes gaze on
your earthly frame
And his hands
are tattooed with your name
Mansions line
the streets of gold
Oh how he longs
to welcome you home
A wonderful father, there’s no other
A friend that sticks closer than a blood brother
He craves your attention, he wants it all
To shower with love, precious jewelry and pearls
More than you want to,
he wants you here
Oh how he longs
to welcome you home.

By @dami_maverick.

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