Welcome Home

I always loved to come back home,
When for awhile I had to roam;
To hear the laughter and the news;
To feel the kiss ~ I’d get a few.... 

There was the hearty "Welcome Home!"
The arms around ~ the blood my own;
I guess I thought it would remain ~
Like seasons come and go ~ the same.

I thought perhaps I’d spend some time,
On that old porch, and walk the line ~
Welcoming home those called away
When they returned some sunny day.

But... when I came and saw your chair...
All empty ~ just your lap throw there;
My heart caught in my throat so tight!
I chided myself for times I’d slight.

I didn’t realize till now
Nor cherish...(and I should know how)
For many evenings in the sun
We’d sit and talk ~ harmonize some.

Now things are changed forevermore
"Welcome Home" heard on a distant shore.
Where bands of angels sing their praise
And everyone lives in the night-less days.

This place where I heard "Welcome Home!"
I realize now was just a loan,
And a practice where I learned to love
And prepare for a welcome up above.

It was good to hear you say the words,
But I know the sweetest voice I’ve ever heard
Will one day welcome me home too,
Our hearts will entwine like they used to do.

Oh, Hope, Devine! Eternity’s call!
We don’t grieve here, for He gave His all ~
He paid the price ~ bought eternity
To share and shout "Welcome Home!" to me.

©2006 by Joan Clifton Costner
Under His Wings Heavenly Poetry

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