All Is Well, or Will Be

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on . Posted in Poems about Death

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I look ahead and loathe the view,
a tunnel of days to get to you,
a tunnel of looming days until
I see your face and drink my fill
of all you are and all you mean,
a tunnel of days that stand between
me and the joys that once were mine,
when you were here and life was fine.

Patience has never been my gift,
but I will push and pull and lift
my spirit to sufficient height
to stand with you in God’s own light.
At peace once more, our family whole,
the gratitude within my soul
will soar beyond what words can tell;
then will I sing out, “All is well.”

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