When We Meet Again

We will meet once again And only God will know exactly when, The time and the place, we will meet face to face Wearing either a grimace or a grin. We will then reflect about our past With the memories that we have amassed, We might feel weak, when reflect and speak About us, when asked. I promise that I will look at you with a smile Because, there will be no hate or guile, I will hope that you are doing well, wherever that you dwell And I will hope to speak with you for awhile. I will forgive you as I know I should And of our life I will only remember only the good, I will reminisce with glee, and how happy that you made me Because, only then you could. I will happily ask you about your life Asking if ever made a man happy by becoming his wife, And do you have a happy thought, from dreams that you caught And I hope that there was no strife. I hope that you know that I forgave And unto hate and revenge and hurt I am not a slave, I always wished you the best, every night I prayed for your every quest Your happiness I promise I always did crave. Then of course one day we will stand in front God No longer will we be wearing a facade, I will be happy again that we met, there will be no regret Then unto you I will stand and smile and applaud. Randy L. McClave