Just Beside The Door

A front porch is a haven
Between the world and me
Somewhere I can contemplate
Just how it ought to be

The front fence and the flowers
Guard and hedge me in,
So I can view it all
Before the day begins



I hear the gentle zephyrs
Stirring in the leaves
I feel the warmth upon my face
The humming of the bees

I gaze into the heavens
The clouds, the pretty sky
I do not seek for questions
But close my eyes and sigh



I hear the roar beyond
The ways of beast and men
Peacefully I rock
With Jesus, my best friend.

And thus I am content
I do not need much more
Than to sit here, close to heaven
Just beside His door.

Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems ŠApril 2013
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry from the Heart

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Lamentations 3:41
Let us lift our hearts and hands
To God in heaven.