A True Man

A Poem By Libby // 2/27/2017

For many years, I’ve stood alone;
I’ve watched the world grow old and gray;
I’ve seen the lands around me fail;
I’ve viewed events both wild and fey.

But I’ve observed some joyful times,
Where life is full of lilies white;
Where waterfalls and rivers sing;
Which make for such a pretty sight.

Yet through the years there was one scene:
A home that welcomed all who came
A life where peace and patience thrived
A love that none on earth could maim.

I was there the day he came
Into this world, so full of joy;
A bright and glorious morning ’twas—
My heart sang for that little boy.

I watched him grow into a tot,
Then boyhood took ahold of him.
His hair was bronze, his eyes were grey,
His face was fair, his figure slim.

Perseverance marked his air
Determination was his theme
Though failing time and time again
Persistence brought about a dream.

And though as cunning as a fox
Good honesty his face displayed
A lie had rarely crossed his lips
A loyal friend, he ne’er betrayed

Into manhood he matured
And married she whose love he sought
From there a child was born to him
A gift that tender joy had brought.

But happiness did not long last,
And sorrow struck a broken heart;
For there lay one without a breath
His child, from him was torn apart.

His wife not long survived the loss;
That broken man was left behind
No hope was left for him, and yet
He still pressed on with hope in mind.

An old man now, his life was gone,
But still he trudged his weary path;
His face though marked with doubtless pain
Was gentle with no trace of wrath.

His death was not a big affair,
Yet those who knew his heart were moved;
The life that bore such pain, and yet
His gentle love and joy had proved.

For such is he whose patience wins
Above his selfishness and pride.
A legacy was left behind,
A one that hopelessness defied.


Oh. My. Goodness.

IT IS HARD TO TOP THIS, LIBBY. WOW! I love your use of 'boyhood took ahold of him'. Beautiful description there! And the climax was very well done. Bravo!

Madalyn Clare | Wed, 03/01/2017

"To live is to love with the passion of a thousand stars. To love is to live despite the pain of a thousand scars. Anything in between is a passing shadow." ~Michael Joseph Murano

"A one that hopelessness

"A one that hopelessness defied" -- such a powerful, strong, inspiring last line. Was this based off of someone you know? I definitely want to make my life like that!

Sarah Bethany | Wed, 03/01/2017

This is a masterpiece, Libby.

This is a masterpiece, Libby. I gasped in amazement over its lyrical beauty, and then grinned with excitement iver the perfection of its rhythm. Thank you for that.

Damaris Ann | Wed, 03/01/2017

God uses the milestones as stepping stones to bring us closer to Him. We may not see it in the moment, but we can always look back and see the memorials of His love in the crumbles of our stumbling blocks.

Thank You

Thank you so much. This is not based any person that I can think of at the moment. But I wrote this as a portrayal of a "true man".

Libby | Sun, 08/20/2017

“The gospel alone is the power of God unto salvation.
Therefore, suffer, yes. Be misunderstood, yes. Be shamed, yes. But do not be ashamed. For the joy set before you, take up your cross, follow Jesus, be shamed and despise the shame!" -- John Piper


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