"When"

 

  "When"

 

    When all dreams die,

where does the heart go?

    Is it permanently buried

under blankets of snow?

    When all good in life

comes to an end;

    where can one go

or turn to then?

    When your sun stops shining

and storm clouds appear;

    does one walk in the rain

to hide falling tears?

    When will my God

just call me Home?

    Everything on earth is black;

and I feel so alone.

    When this life is over

and from pain I am free;

    I will dwell with my Savior...

for He died for me.

    When my time here

on this earth is through;

    I'll know that I am coming

Home...to be with YOU.

Valentine