Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Livin' in Tents: poem

A tent which blew over in a storm.

Visiting with my friend John Domingo at the hospital the other day I mentioned that we live in Tents which are temporary (2 Cor. 5:1-5). Our conversation inspired me to write this poem:

Livin' in Tents
By Ed Skidmore (2 Cor. 5:1-5)

We’re livin’ in tents.
Tent’s gonna’ tear,
An’ it’s hardly fair to be living in there,

When a tent starts to wear.

We’re livin’ in tents.

Tent tends to leak,

An’ ya just wanna’ freak when it rains,

An’ you’re wet for a week.

Oh, we’re livin’ in tents.

Sometimes it’ll fold,

When the wind starts to blow and get cold,

It’ll fall, so I’m told.

Well, we’re livin’ in tents.

Tent’s gonna’ fray,

When it does, well, it just seems time

Ta’ throw it away.

We may be livin’ in tents,

But some day we’ll see,
A heavenly city,

Built just for you and me.

And in that city,
Built four-square,

A permanent mansion is waiting,

For us to get there.

No more livin’ in tents.
We “groan” for that day,
Till it comes, we wait patiently,

An’ walk in “the Way”.

We’re livin’ in tents.
But not for long …….

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