Poets Corner

A FRIEND OF MINE
IN THE COOL OF THE DAY I STEAL AWAY
TO A PLACE WHERE NO MEN TROD,
AND SPEND SOME TIME WITH A FRIEND OF MINE IN THE BIBLE HIS NAME IS GOD.
I TALK WITH HIM WHEN THE LIGHT IS DIM,
TO OTHERS IT MAY SEEM ODD;
UNBURDEN MY SOUL OF MISERY UNTOLD
FOR HE IS INDEED MY GOD.
WHEN MY HEART IS BROKEN BY GRIEF UNSPOKEN,
WHEN LIFE IS A BURDEN TO BEAR,
I RETURN AGAIN TO MY FAITHFUL FRIEND
FOR HE IS ALWAYS THERE.
WHEN I GO WRONG IN THE MADDENING THRONG
OF MEN WHO MY FRIEND IGNORE;
HE MY FOLLY FORGIVES FOR IN HEAVEN HE LIVES, HOW COULD I ASK FOR MORE?
JAMES P NEEDHAM 4/7/75

Time is swiftly passing by,
like a comet in the sky,
Every minute of the day,
brings us further down the way;
Narrowing the gap of time and space
left before us in the race.
Trust no future time or plan
nor yet confide in mortal man,
Live each day as if the last,
our 'lotted time will soon be past.
The clock of time is winding down;
The final bell soon will sound.
Before God's throne we'll stand in fear
for all the time we've wasted here.
James P. Needham 6/6/75 ,