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These are the threads of my life




Saturday, May 3, 2008

John Thompson's Ghost

John Thompson fell in love one day
and though he tried to run away
he could not escape
Their laughter echoed through the halls
with tears and hope they conquered all
learning day by day

And so she stepped out of the door
"Gone an hour, maybe more
I'll be back in no time."
He hears the shouts from in the street
the sound of desperate running feet
Police say there's no crime

John Thompson
looks up with sightless eyes dribbling tears
John Thompson
dreads all the sleepless nights stretching through years
John Thompson
says "If You're God and You really care
Then how did
John Thompson
find himself ending up here?"

Despondent in these basement rooms
a sense of emptiness and gloom
so empty and yet so small
Shoulders back and head held high
"Why did she have to die!"
it echoes against the wall

John Thompson
Can't seem to see how he'll ever go on
John Thompson
Asks what he did, where did he go wrong
John Thompson
says "If You're God and You really care
then how did
John Thompson
find himself ending up here?"

And he's heard all the words that say
God knows a better way
He's heard all the words
And he's seen all the days and hours
when miracles sprout like flowers
He's seen all the hours

John Thompson rides the endless waves
the emotion crashes down and fades
time slowly marches by
He makes new friends and loves again
there are even some days when
he forgets to ask why

John Thompson
knows there's a plan that is larger than he
John Thompson
knows in his heart he truly believes
John Thompson
knows that You're God and You really care
but how can
John Thompson
trust you won't do it again



written by Jeff Couch 05/03/2008 5:24 am

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