-  * IN THE AUTUMN OF MY LIFE *-  
In the Autumn of my life 
I call on you, my Lord. 
I wander through this existance 
And I savor every word. 
Your comfort, you have given 
To every part of me 
And now my heart is weeping 
As I humbly come to Thee. 
I bend my knee in humble prayer 
And hear Your voice so clear 
That with this glowing comfort 
I know that You are near. 
I feel Your hand caress me 
For here I am Your child, 
And know that You do love me 
And, on me, You have smiled. 
And as the burdens lifting 
Shoulders no longer bend, 
For You have taken all of this 
With which I did contend. 
My life has now been mended 
By Your love, to me displayed, 
For all the things You gave to me, 
As the blessings, for others, I prayed. 
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt 
Ms. Caroline
©3-3-06                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    