One Day

by Bill Dotson

Before the boy and girl were born
Trinity there, all in one,
Spoke a word, what did they say,
“This creation will be great…one day.”

The little girl reads in school
About a princess, she thought, “That’s cool”.
Imagination made her say,
“I’m going to be a princess… one day.”

The young man starting his career,
His future now somewhat unclear.
But plans were laid that make him say,
“I’ll be rich and famous… one day.”

The young woman while being wed
Thinks, “Where in life will I be led?”
“What role am I destined to play?”
“I’ll be a loving Mom… one day.”,

And now nearing the end of life,
Here’s the man and his wife.
Not all success along the way,
The things they thought they’d be… one day.

But one thing they succeeded in,
They love the Lord here at the end.
And now before the pearly gates
God says, “I told you they’d be great… one day.”

Bill Dotson is a 71-year-old Christian son, brother, husband of 51 years, Paw of four successful sons and Pawpaw to four wonderful kids, one girl and three boys. He has retired four times as a teacher/coach, administrator, adjunct college instructor, workforce development director and director of a Foster Grandparent Program. He serves in several capacities at his church, he’s on the Fellowship of Christian Athletes leadership board and serves on the Kids Central Headstart Board of Directors. He tells PawPaw’s Bible Stories to children in churches and schools locally. He writes a Christian blog, Revelations From the Road and enjoys writing, gardening, woodworking, and following the grandkids’ sports and activities. He loves to serve in any way that he can.

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