A poem that shows us where we should be. It is also spiritual. Since most all of us have a heavenly home that we are looking forward to go to.

We walk down this dusty road at dawn.

We can see the lights of home.

Suddenly disaster appears in the form of a funnel.

Can we see light at the end of the tunnel?

We are afraid so we begin to pray.

Jesus answers our prayers and he makes the way.

In the distance we see the rising of the sun.

A new day has finally begun.

the path before us is plain to see.

Soon home is where we will be.

Our family will greet us when we arrive.

They will be happy that we made it home

and that we are alive.

A feast will be prepared in our honor and we

will gather around to eat.

As each one of us at the table takes our seat.

A prayer is said in honour to God that through our fear;

He brought us safely here.

After dinner we dance and sing and hear the

bells of heaven ring.

Submitted: September 01, 2008

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