TIME CONTINUES

Old faces, replaced by new faces,
Friends once dear are gone,
And someone else comes along.

Familiar smiles and familiar ways,
They have vanished and,
Strangers come to take their place.

The years go by and before my eyes,
One generation passed and another entered,
With great expectancy.

The dreams of some never realized,
Some goals set went down the creek,
Time finally caught up with them.

These new faces will also dream,
Many of them will plan and scheme,
Then they will lie in the dust.

An endless circle of living and dying,
The mourning, grief, and crying,
Of those who have lived with us.

Yet, out of every generation are those
Chosen to live with God forever,
In death they sleep, but yet they live.

We live, we die as life passes by,
No evading the Grim Reaper’s grasp,
He won’t let go till the last breath!

We came in screaming and crying,
We leave much the same way,
What is the meaning of this?

Fifty, sixty, seventy years or more,
Then we go out the exit door,
Just like we came; Naked, helpless!

Raymond T. Ellis ©

June 12, 2005

And the Lord said unto the servant, go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in, that my house may be filled. Luke 23:14