Last Night

Last Night

John 3

This couldn’t possibly be,

Living a double life I can’t even recognize me.

Somehow you began to change how I see,

What I share, how I feel and even how I think.

I came in the cover of the night,

Hoping to others I would be out of sight,

You showed care and kindness didn’t tell me “I’m right”,

Listened to my heart and welcomed me without a fight,

Laid it out plain and clear my old life had to go.

Put away the old man offered to clean me, white as snow.

I asked how can this happen though,

A new birth when my days have grown old must I regrow,

From a baby to a man I don’t think so.

Last night I came to the door,

You said I could trust you for sure,

My heart I placed in your hands, so pure.

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