Old Lady: Looking For The Sonrise...

AN OLD LADY IN THE RESTHOME 40 YEARS AGO: DEANNA LAFFERTY READ THIS POEM TO ME WEEKLY. Deanna had brain cancer and had half of her head cut off. Her right part of her head was gone, so she could not move the left side of her body. She would hold her Bible or song book in her right hand. She could see with her right eye. She would read poems and sing songs. She was always happy. Deanna taught me many lessons in 8 ½ years.

LOOKING FOR THE SONRISE

I AM NOT LOOKING FOR THE SUNSET, AS THE SWIFT YEARS COME AND GO;

I AM LOOKING FOR THE SONRISE, AND THE GOLDEN MORNING’S GLOW,

WHERE THE LIGHT OF HEAVEN’S GLORY WILL BREAK FORTH UPON MY SIGHT,

IN THE LAND THAT KNOWS NOT SUNSET, NOR THE DARKNESS OF NIGHT.

I AM NOT GOING DOWN THE PATHWAY TOWARD THE SETTING SUN,

WHERE THE SHADOWS EVER DEEPEN WHEN THE DAY IS DONE;

I AM WALKING UPWARD WHERE THE SONSHINE LIGHTS THE WAY,

TO THE GLORY OF THE SONRISE OF GOD’S NEVER ENDING DAY.

I’M NOT GOING DOWN, BUT UPWARD, THE PATH IS NEVER DIM,

FOR THE DAY GROWS BRIGHTER AS I JOURNEY ON WITH HIM.

SO MY EYES ARE ON THE HILLTOPS, WAITING FOR THE SON TO RISE,

WAITING FOR HIS INVITATION TO MY HOME BEYOND THE SKIES.

By Albert Simpson Reitz

His servant, Wade Martin Hughes, Sr. Kyfingers@aol.com Please watch my YouTube.

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