I sit at the window in this old rocking chair..
where I watch people go about their lives without one care…
As so many are passing by I wonder if they even take time out
to think of their life…think about the end…
if they have done all they set out to do
have they asked forgiveness of their sin?
When I was young I said I would live life in the fast lane and live life to the fullest!
I said I’d find Jesus when I get old for that is what we are to do when we become old, at least that was what I thought…
Going to school, going to church, having loving parents..I still didn’t learn everything I was taught.
I thought I knew it all and would have plenty of time to get things right!
But the longer I took to get things right..the older I was getting and my life was passing by.
The days go by where I sit and listen to music or watch other old people enjoy visits from loved ones all I have are memories.
If only I could get the clock to turn backwards and put yesterday back…to do things over or have the things I lacked.
I heard today we lost another person down the hall…
who will be next? The man who feeds the bird or the woman that sits wrapped in her rose color shawl?
This is what my life has become…now I sit alone where no one visits, I sit and wait for my life to succumb.
When will it be my turn to wither and die?
The let out my last breathe that becomes a soft sigh…
For now it’s just a waiting game…to see who goes first…one day we feel good, some days we feel worse.
I will go sit in front of the fireplace and watch the fire burn…
to wait for God to call me…to wait until it’s my turn.