I Didn’t Get to Tell You, Bye
Or Kiss You on the Cheek.
You’ll always Long to Hold Me Tight,
And Hear My Soft Voice Speak.
But in the Roar of Raging Wind
While Things Were Tossed About,
As Dark Clouds Loomed and Thunder Boomed
I Never Had a Doubt.
For Deep within the Chaos
As My Spirit Was Set Free,
I Heard a Whisper Calling,
“Child! It’s Time to Come with Me.”
And in the Arms of Jesus,
I, Securely, Am Embraced
Until the Time He Calls You, Too
And Our Separation Is Erased.
S A Collins