Vividly she called to mind

The times she spent with Him

Moments filled with laughter

Where joy was felt within003

Times of sweet communion

Where fellowship was sweet

At dawn she would arise

And together they would meet004

She treasured every moment spent

The Bridegroom with His Bride

His love for Her so grand

In its shadow she would hide

Protected from the world

That sought for any way

To lure her from that placeAmie for blog 05

And carry her astray

It happened oh so subtly

She hardly felt the loss

For business some how crept in

And kept her from the cross

She missed their meetings here and there

But so sure He’d understandb9

And with the knowledge that He loved her

He would surely lend a hand

Her Bridegroom eager to help her said,

“Love, what can I do for you?”

“I can’t stay awake to talk right now,

But here’s a list to do…”

She rambled on incessantly b2

Till she fell asleep in bed

He listened with compassion

Then gently kissed her head

She passed the time forgetting

The way they use to share

Till one day she awoke

In sickness and despair B1

“Where has my Bridegroom gone?

Has He left me all alone?”

Then faintly she could hear His voice

“My Love, My Bride… Come home.”

She paused for a moment

Mourning her great loss

Till she heard His voice again002

“Meet Me at the Cross.”

She ran with expectation

For she knew her Bridegroom well

Yes, He danced at her arrival

He healed her wounds from whence she fell

The loneliness she felt

Was no longer given roomAmie for blog 06

For her heart was now consumed

With love for her Bridegroom.

By:  Amie Joy Chiarelli-Wylie

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