MY TURN
At a young age, we were taught that there was someone special for everyone in this world. Upon reaching my late teens and being fresh out of high school, I thought I found that special someone, a woman like no other. But I was wrong .. . Upon reaching my twenties there was no one special in my life and I began to doubt myself. Was I to picky and looking for too much? Where my expectations to high? This misfortune continued into my thirties, at which point I again reached out to who I thought was the one only to find she would later destroy my life. As my forties rolled by I was totally confused because I no longer knew what I was looking for. The years had faded my thoughts. My body was withering because of age. Soon I was fifty and began to wonder, when it would be my turn.
Was I being passed over, or perhaps, was there no one for me? Was it all a lie, was I to walk this world all alone? Would I never know the happiness of a mate sharing my later years with me? Was I being punished for the life I led? Would I always eat and sleep alone, no one to share my wisdom with and grow old with gracefully? Life sometimes is cruel but as long as I have pleasant memories of the year passed survival is easy. Is that someone special still out there or did she walk by unnoticed? Did she say hello to my deaf ears or was she never there at all? I will wait for her till the day I am called home to be with the Lord. And at that point I will ask him. When will it be my turn to find that special someone with whom to share eternity, and will he say, "I am here?"
Sleep well my friend, wherever you may be.---YMIRon
© YMIRon@aol.com, 1999
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