As he held her in his arms, she whispered – look for me there, kiss me there.
Then, she crossed the finish line.
The years have passed — the sun warms the earth
As spring resurrection ends the winter curse
Now his time has come
And with his last breath he whispered — I’ll look for you there, kiss you there
Then, he too, crossed the finish line.
I’ll look for you there, kiss you there.
(Based on John 14: 1-4, 6.)
By Chauncey Stuart Craig – December 29, 2009