Old Sojourner

Oh to be a poet and write an ode.
Inspiration comes in deep moments of thought,
For vital words that make you think I am told
Must be in a life, tried and tested that should be sought.

Sometimes things are not what they should be.
The seasons of life came and go.
Our lives are an open book for others to see
Full of good memories and some not so.

Time can move so slowly  and time can do so much.
Tis true and a wonderful love ballad to hear.
Music makes the world go around as such
If you have an listening ear.

The many years we have can be bittersweet.
Reflections of the past seems greater day by day.
Life is fleeting, the past is long, that is my beat.
Most everyone travels this road, one would say.

But this much traveled road, I trod
It's my own journey, I made it so.
This life put forward is my abode.
No regrets, it is a natural flow.

God is my oath, the meaning of her name.
To have a family, I am indeed so blest,
There are moments of bliss, but it is not the same.
But in the end it is for the best.

Three score and ten, a normal life I am told.
Even four score by means of life so strengthen.
Devoted words to say - to have and to hold
And I love you, these words never to be forsaken.

My future is so very bright.
I yearn for that celestial shore.
For I have trusted the One in Heavenly sight.
For my weary soul has wings to soar.

God has a wonderful home for us  before death..
In His Word He has promised to all mankind
For those that truly believe in Him, we are blest.
Just look up John 3 : 16, it is your life's final sign !

The Journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step.