The Reunion

When times are difficult to bear
And hope gives way to endless fear,
We hate the burden that we wear
And dread the thought of one more tear.

We understand that there is more,
And yet we still settle for less,
We know we're weak, lowly and poor
We long for love's tender caress.

What's left to do when all is done?
And where at last can someone turn
Who did it all in the name of fun,
And still bears scars from every burn?

From far away, we hear the cry,
Come back to me, my child, come back,
Stop trading the truth for a lie,
You know my love is what you lack.

From over the ruins of a life,
The pounding footsteps fill the air,
Breaking through turmoil and strife
With flying robes and windblown hair...

The father comes, arms open wide
As tears flow down his shirt and vest
He takes one final running stride,
And hugs the child to his chest.

You came, you came at last, he cries
The streets all echo with the sound
He acts as if he'd won a prize
This child was lost, but now is found.

Once more the father speaks out loud
He says, it is finished, it's done.
Your past may not have made you proud,
But your future has just begun.