All Is Well, or Will Be

©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson

image by Tony I on Unsplash

I look ahead and dread 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 gift that once was mine –
to stand beside you, shade or shine.

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

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