Trading Yesterday For Another Tomorrow

Success; fame; and worldly gain sacrificed on the back of tomorrow.

Eyes wide shut plunging deeper into the abyss; today on yesterdays sorrow.

Too many were the times; too many the days laboring beneath the setting sun.

Could have been home; should have been home, but now, oh now it’s done.

So sad it is that I could not see; so sad in my quest; my desire for earthly things.

All that time; all those days, lost opportunity to share the love my Leah brings.

I thought I was right; I thought that by this I was meeting our every need.

I was wrong; that time is now gone and the missed yesterdays cause my soul to bleed.

I looked into her blue eyes this morning as I prepared myself for work.

I wept with inward sighs; longing, oh longing to give her all she deserves.

It’s my time; love; understanding and compassion, not a new car or big screen TV.

Oh all those years; all those days now gone when all she needed was me.

If I could take it back and do it all over again.

I would spend all my days and nights with my sweet Leah;

even if it meant living in a shanty beneath a roof of rusting tin.

For our time is so precious; it’s the most splendid of things.

And to share it with Leah…oh my sweet Leah,

the love of my life, the totality of my dreams.

J. Allen Wilson © 7/2008

There is truth in the words of Jesus when he says…

Lay not up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust does corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal:  But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust does corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal:  For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

Matthew 6:19-21