Written by Cynthia Louise Baker Bogear
December 15,2017
I was told he would come on day,
He would find me and ease my pain,
I would hear trumpets play,
He would take me by the hand,
I questioned though as life overwhelmed,
My pain had not eased,
My life only grew difficult,
I kneel now asking for mercy,
The answer lays in front of me,
With his love I will walk,
With his grace I shall pray,
My love for those around me shall remain,
With them I will walk to God's Gate.