Is It To Late, Lord?

Is it too late, Lord? Have I waited too long?
Is my life finished? Have I sung my last song?
Have I traveled along life's twisted road?
Whose lives have I offended, as unheedingly I strode?

Why wasn't I more aware of all the good things I could do?
But as I hurried on my way, how quickly those years flew!
I didn't mean to be so unconcerned. and I gave many times to the poor...
But where did I show real love when so many knocked at my door?

Where was I when the lights went out? With neighbors dealing with fright...
It seemed I had nothing to offer, in that darkest night.

So many times I have tried so hard to be kind.
So many have needed a warm smile...
But as I near the end of this road,
please bless this last, long mile.

I am old, and I am weary, and I know Jesus is the lover of us all...
I'll try to sing a glad song, As I slow to a tired crawl.

Please, God, open the gates to heaven, and I will sing a song of praise...
And there I'll be what you want me to be, as I wave goodbye to my earthly days!

I can hear the angels singing, singing songs of pure praise...
To you, O Holy Father, as you gather in the strays.

~ Eva May Young~

It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry.  I am a "Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit.  Thanks for reading my poetry - I'd love to hear your comments.  May God richly bless you.  Send emails to:   EvaYoung @ SkyWriting.Net

[ by: Eva May Young Copyright © 2003 ( EvaYoung @ SkyWriting.Net ) -- submitted by: Eva Young ]