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Written on April 13, 2025
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I’m no one, she thinks and smiles
to herself – imagining
when the world looks at her
they see gray hair and wrinkles,
sagging skin and dentures
those little things that remember
she has turned the corner on her fifties
soon she’ll be in her sixties…
dear heart, where has the time gone?
it was only yesterday
or a few years back, in the past
her skin was firmer
she didn’t wear dentures
or glasses to see better
she was graced with dark hair
with highlights from the sun
wore her pink bikini
remember, she was so young
oh, so young…
where has the time gone?
I’m no one special, she thinks to herself
even the night can see
beneath the shadows of my soul
there lives a woman,
beyond words, beyond hopes
she saw the truth of her youth
left on the side of a moment
where dying remembers
there are things that matter more
than gray hair and glasses,
dentures and flippant thoughts.
There is the moment when I see Him
His light, His grace, His love
pouring out hope through my soul
when the time comes
when the dying is done
will He lead me home?
Oh, Jesus… hold onto my soul
Jesus, never let me go
I’m a believer and that is enough
to remind me
despite the darkness of death
I will know a light that breathes praise…
There is more than this world
There is hope that opens the heart
Opens the door…
to everlasting peace, love that sings
throughout eternity
on the winds of His perfect will
on the light that can surely fill
on the joy that makes my soul still…
in Him, I find myself
the answer to this unending quest
for a love that never ends
a love that will surely prevent me
from remembering my fears,
the shadows of those long ago years,
before I knew the love
that comes to color the soul
of those who know the One
who brings life to those who know Him,
the ONE who is alive
throughout all time…
His name is Jesus Christ
and without Him, I’d never survive
the darkness that so often decides
I’m unworthy of this joy inside
I’m not worth what He did on the cross
but, I’m so thankful that all is not lost
because He gave His life, despite the cost
And He arose to assure hearts who believe
that He has saved them from
an eternity without His amazing love!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2025
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