To all forsaken, with Love

Handpicked this poem from my old records. Wrote this poem some years back...I hope the poem and the title convey it all...
Happy reading :)



To all forsaken, with love.



For all those who seem to know,

that to drift afloat was better than to row.

Life behind closed doors was all unknown,

far from those in the blistering cold.

Life shut, seemed to take a toll,

couldn't refrain, but was there to behold…..

But now I say that- all is not lost or forsaken





If the power can send this beauty to us,

If chance Christ than to live by our trust,

If light can reach far and guide us all back,

If hope, dreams and love can keep us on track,

Then all is not lost or forsaken.





O' forsaken, can you see the light gleam in the distance beyond?

Shall we answer the call of the light's siren song?

Let's follow it now to the cottage we see,

Come in from the darkness and let the light spread free..

For I say that- All IS not lost or forsaken.





To eternal home, that is the dream,

Op'ning the door and letting Christ in,

Cozy and comfy, warmth and good cheer,

Relatives close and friends that are dear,

I believe that t'was NEVER all lost or forsaken.