Nonye's Corner

IN THE LONG RUN

In the long run we would live to tell our tales
About how we thrived on despite many woes
About how we comfortably hid our trying times
And let the world see only what we willed it to see.
In the long run we would sit and ponder
How far we have come
How hope kept us strong.
In the long run we would cry about those yester years
Not with sadness this time
But with relief and respite.

In the long run, with our tender ones on our laps
We would sing songs of remembrance
And teach God's unending love and grace
Our tender ones no doubt will do same
As the cyclical nature of life will take no new form.
In the long run all our sorrows will be turned into dust
And our joys gladden the heart of days.
In the long run we would know it's been Him
Leading me, you, us through this long
Wearisome tough walk.

Then our hopes and dreams would be made day and no more night
Then we would know He was molding us perfectly for glory.
Then we would know we cannot appreciate
The good times when they do come
If we do not know the tellings of the bad.
I know this with great certainty
For there is a heaven I believe
And God inhabits there in.

Chinonye Anyichie