Contemplations

As a child I lay on the cool, green grass; The gentle breeze blew through my hair. I had no worries or troubles. I longed for Time to stop there. But Time marched on with a steady beat, And I grew into a young miss. I sang and danced and hung with my friends; I enjoyed my youthful bliss. But when I became an adult, Time took me to a harder life; I learned to find joy and happiness, Amidst the world and its strife. I watched my children playing, Near my husband in his chair. He was reading the Bible to them; I wanted Time to stop there. But Time just kept on going, Until I found I was old. My children hovered ’round my bed. Time had taken its toll. “Just give me this day with my children, Time. Let me stay a little bit longer." Though Time ignored my final pleas, I suddenly became stronger. My pain had left; I felt such peace, Then I heard a trumpet sound. Christ held out His hand to me, And the angels all gathered around.