Where is that kid? Where could he Be?<BR>Where is that person who used to be me?<BR>A popular boy, knows as the class clown,<BR>Now walking around with his head down.<BR>Find him, he couldn't of made it far.<BR>Search through the house and out in the car.<BR>I looked & looked be he's hard to find.<BR>I guess he was left far far behind.<BR>Hey, who's that I see standing over there?<BR>He's got his eyes, his face, and even his hair.<BR>That is him. That's the one that I seek.<BR>There in the mirror come take a peek.<BR>He sure looks different than he did back then.<BR>I was worried, I thought I'd never see him again.<BR>He is coming back to me ever so slow.<BR>This time around I won't let him go.<BR>Ah to smile, to laugh, and to have a good time.<BR>With family, friends, and the Lord I'll be just fine.<P><BR>Bill<P>------------------<BR>-There are none so blind as those who refuse to see!-<p>[This message has been edited by LostHusband (edited April 27, 2001).]

This is a beautiful poem, Bill. One in which I think many people can relate.<P>Thanks for sharing.

Thank you, LostHusband. I am so down this early morning and you helped to encourage me. I am leaning on God and He is healing our marriage. We are working on building a new life together with new vocations and it is not happening as far as finding work. Thanks for the reminder that family matters and the Lord is here to help us.<P>------------------<BR>Fresh Start