A little love, now lost to us
We felt your presence, long for your touch
We grieve, for you are out of reach
Though near in heart, feel every beat
Our life goes on, your life will too
In memory, we think of you
We’ll tell your story, when we speak
The little love we lost, so sweet
Feeling lost and lonely
Though I am known and found
Unsure, confused, uncertain
Yet hope knows where I’m bound
A pilgrim on a journey
This land is not my home
Yet here I live at present
Unsettled, on I roam
Contentment sought in plenty
Contentment sought in naught
Contentment is elusive
Contentment can’t be bought
Home is what I long for
But not a house or land to find
Home will be a Person
But not yet any I have called mine
If homeward You’re not calling
Then must I discontented be?
I long for hope’s fulfillment
Of my long-sought destiny
10/8/2015
