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God's Golden
Meadow
The
meadow flowers are in bloom
but I sit alone
inside my room,
saddened by things that I
have seen
and dreaming how life once had
been.
I go back in time to
yesterday
when with my friends I used to
play
in a golden meadow beyond the
hill,
so fresh in my mind, it lingers
still.
But I must not dream of
yesterday
I must go forward, come what
may.
I can’t let sad things be in
control
and destroy the laughter in my
soul.
For sad things come and sad things
go
and deep down inside, this I know;
that
one day mans inhumanity will cease
when our
dear Lord returns, with peace.
So I’ll go
out in that meadow fair
and pick a daisy for
my hair.
I’ll dream no more of
yesteryear
For God has taken all my
fear.
There will be wars and rumors of
wars
but my destiny lies beyond the
stars.
In Gods golden meadow, far, far
away,
I’ll walk with Jesus, some sweet
day.
© Lora Cox
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