If we should meet; I pray we do,
it’s first things first I’d wish for you.
If you want friends your want's begun -
an introduction to God’s Son.
Engaged in hope, I’d to hear,
"I just conversed with Him, my dear.”
That guaranteed, we two will meet,
some day to make our wants complete.
Meanwhile, through poetry I'll try
to be the friend who would not pry,
yet would not fail to tell you clear
God’s “wants” upon a time down here.
When once upon a time, you asked
to meet some writers, I unmasked
to face your spirit on the web.
Before life's tide begins to ebb,
hear now of Christ, my dearest friend,
His saving grace I recommend.
When we first met, you wished to read
my poems here, they tell my creed.
Wait! better still, to read God's word;
find hope in Psalms, the twenty-third -
I found my Shepherd all at once
fulfilled my needs as well as wants.
You’ll find in John three, seventeen
no condemnation on God’s scene.
He only wants your soul set free;
go back and read all chapter three.
You want to meet Him? You’ll be blessed
to take Him as your welcome guest.