Life To Come Poem by Ben Bergeth

Here I lie
waiting and
waiting.
Will this sense of despair ever leave me?
As one life falls away, the new rises from its resting place.
I traverse out the door to embrace the new life I have.
Here it comes!
Will I be well-equipped?
I shall wait and see.

Years gone by, years to come.
Still anxiously awaiting
that day when I see the gleam in her eyes.
Indeed I could not have dreamed of anything more immaculate.