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Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/924647-The-Quest-for-Home-The-Poetry-of-Prose
Rated: E · Book · Personal · #2101955
We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life.
#924647 added November 29, 2017 at 5:32pm
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The Quest for Home: The Poetry of Prose
Sweetest birth and sweetest song
start the life of Quest,
Walked through door to one great wrong,
All of Life's a test...


Spinning Hole of Blackness rare
shreds all Hope they know
Sleep relieves Quest of his care,
reunion helps Hope grow.


Piece together life anew
Quest and Casa start,
Home is changing, What to do?
join themselves at heart.


Mama Ossie lives, again,
only in their dreams.
Waking seems like such a sin,
heart unthreads at seams.


Time to start your schooling, Quest,
learn for life and class,
When we're Home's the time for rest,
effort helps us pass.


Kindergarten,...time to play!
Show your artful heart!
Learn your lessons new each day,
Joy at ev'ry start!


Kindness is the teacher's tool.
Give and get, again.
Harshness invokes harshest rule.
Folks like this don't win.


Blackboard is a blurry thing,
when we don't first see.
Give him glasses, eyes will sing.
Learning we will free.


When we don't see God's great Gift,
spirit eyes are dark.
Hope in Aslan curtains lift,
rest in Him we park.


What is Aslan's human name?
Why is there import?
Has He come to take our blame?
Why do we fall short?


Learn respect for young and old
as you teach and serve.
Honor truth with hearts quite bold.
Speak with greatest nerve.


Hurry is their living way!
Ferrets on parade!
Chaos in the class today!
Boredom is displayed...


Red and green and lights ablaze,
Santa visits soon.
Celebrations all our days!
Gabriel knows his tune!


Failing grade caused greatest pain,
Dad said, "Time to move!"
Greatest Joy at end of rain,
Ened was reproved!


Longing hearts can hope, again.
Teacher is alone.
"Help my Dad her heart to win!
Make this Mom,...my own!"


Sharing grief and sharing joy,
hearts though two be one
Shared surprise by stealth employ
blessing new their son!


Treasured Christmas, Newest Home,
Lives restored as whole.
Nevermore we need to roam.
Loving is our goal.


Sneaky children steal a peek,
finding out their prize.
Grief comes lurking through that leak,
Joy comes in disguise!


Jesus left a stable Home,
Joyful in The Sky!
Home on Earth to stable come,
Blessings from His cry.


Happy home too soon at end,
Mist too soon returned.
Loving Mother heart to mend.
Many lessons learned.


All alone, no home to find,
then the focus changed.
Home was in a person kind,
All's been rearranged.


Dready Locks of daily fare.
Love has yet been found!
Lady fair is daily there,
Hope doth more abound!


Living Hope, no price on tag,
Home is found in Love.
Loving knows no need to brag,
Peace is known as Dove.


Face of Aslan, greatest Place,
Home within His heart.
Lasting Day is filled with Grace,
nevermore to part.


by Jay O'Toole
on November 29th, 2017


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