From here to eternity,
seems to be coming too slow.
My bags are all packed,
and I'm ready to go.
At 101 I've seen all I need to see,
ain't nothing left here still a holding me.
My family's all gone
and this musics too loud,
and I'm weary of this place
with this wheelchair crowd.
Oh don't get me wrong,
I still love all that I can,
but I'm tired of living,
on this worldly health plan.
You see Jesus my Savior,
is there waiting for me,
with my loved ones and new body,
I can't wait to see.
And I long to hear those,
those words of "well done,
my good and faithful servant,"
come and join the fun.
Though I started following,
Jesus Christ kind of late,
He has never failed to assure me,
He has reserved my date.
So please don't wake me,
Should I sleep for too long,
The anticipation has ended,
and I'm singing a new song.
From hear to eternity,
is finally here at last,
and that world that I lived in,
wow, did that ever go fast.
This poem was a finalist in the
August 2022 poetry contest