Prodigal Daughter 2: Home From The Far Country Poem by Carol Fleming Klein
Prodigal Daughter 2: Home From The Far Country
I see You, Father
waiting by the gate
for me,
thro' blurred eyes.
Home never looked so good;
Your eyes
so warm;
And the place I belong
so close
as Your reaching arms.
Monday, December 7,1992
Thursday, February 6, 2014
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
All of us somewhere in our life are a prodigal, and may respond to our loving and waiting Father by running home to His arms.
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