When Love's not Done

Three years, three days, 'tis all the same,
the passing time is but a dream:
Anticipation makes long our days--
each hour we wait while counting breaths.
Then crashing down, our hearts are filled,
and all too soon the time is past;
just mem'ries of the blesssed days
remain to us of all our dreams.

It matters not how vast the dream;
It matters not the scale of time:
The time soon comes, and then is past.
Our mem'ries but a wisp of smoke
curling on the ev'ning's breeze,
telling of the warmth we felt
when all ablaze we saw our dreams
burning in love's fireplace.

To wed a friend, one's lifelong love,
and strive through time to make it work,
how warm the fire within the hearth,
how birghtly burns the dream of love!
But when death calls an end to love,
and makes a null of love's long work,
the spirit yearns for more of love,
and hearts break knowing love's not done.

To have a son, in whom one sees,
a future full of wonderment.
Whose tiny feet one plants upon
the path of love and righteousness,
But then death comes and kills the dream
and stills the patter of small feet:
the spirit yearns for more of love,
and hearts break knowing love's not done.

In this dark hour, earths jewels are dross:
No price will buy the comfort sought.
When stillness settles on the heart,
And mem'ries bring both joy and pain,
One must ask if there is more
To life and death that what is seen,
for still the spirit longs for more,
and hearts break knowing love's not done.

Then whipsers some that life goes on,
in heav'n above, with God's Just Son,
and not just this, but fam'lies too
continue in that heav'n a bove!
Then jumps the soul to hear this news,
if only one could know its truth,
for still the spirit longs for more,
and hearts break knowing love's not done.

And then begins the test of faith,
for nothing but the whisp'ring words
proclaim the news of God's Just Son,
and nothing but the hope of truth
will bear one through the long dark time,
when mem'ries alone remain of dreams
and all earth's jewels appear but dross,
and hearts break knowing love's not done