The road is growing longer and longer
Between you, my past, and emptiness, my present.
As it lengthens my past is but a dream
And you are but a memory.
Shadow dim grows the dream
Yet vivid as a picture remains the memory,
The memory of you.
Never fading, never dying.
Even on to the future
(C) Marijo Phelps all rights reserved. Use with proper credits.
Saved by His grace in 1974, from 9 years of professing atheism into His loving arms. RN for 23 years, missionary with YWAM then statistical analyst for Every Home for Christ over 9 years. Living with my husband in the middle of a mountain meadow. GRIN! Wanting to spread the good news