Homeless

When the night comes down upon you

And you have no place to rest,

When the light of day deserts you

And in the darkness you’re distressed,

When you feel like you are wasted

In the shadows all alone,

And when you can’t remember why

You’re there without a home,

When you have no one to turn to,

When you have no one to care,

You only have to call my name,

I promise I’ll be there.

When no one recognizes you

And the world is passing by,

When people do not look your way

Or care if you live or die,

When hunger will not leave you

And the morning finds you cold,

When you have nothing worth stealing

But they’re out to take your soul,

When you think you’ve reached the end

And do not have a prayer,

You only have to call my name,

I promise I’ll be there.

When regret walks in the darkness

Of the shadows of your mind,           

And you struggle with your mem’ries

But you cannot seem to find

A trace of friendly faces there

Of those who shared your life—

You no longer know your children;

You can’t recall your wife—

When you heart becomes so heavy

That it’s more than you can bear,

You only have to call my name,

I promise I’ll be there.

I'll be there with you in darkness.

I’ll be there with you in pain.

And when you have no shelter

I’ll be with you in the rain,

I will be your sanctuary—

Your dispossession I will share.

And when you think you are most alone,

I promise I’ll be there.

©Stan Sanford

October 1, 2011