There comes a time
When you see more yesterdays
Than tomorrows
In the race that you run
Not speaking of somewhere else
Out beyond the rainbows
Where there is always sun
Where tomorrow thrives

There comes an era
When you see more memorials
Than you do friends
As you go traveling through
Where the young disregard
What they don’t understand
About time they did not
Where yesterday fades

There comes an age
When faith is all that remains
With hope and love
Greatest being serenity
The lost were saved by grace
Weren’t we all the reclaimed
Walking in the Spirit
Through eternity

© 2017 Tim D. Coulter Sr.