Joy

What was lost is now slowly coming back.
Like the sun on the horizon of my life
I see the sliver of a beam of light in my eyes.
Blinding at first? Yes.
But I see it now, and I am adjusting.

One nearly forgets what he hasn't seen in years.
Sad but true.
Wrong things happen but are nonetheless.

But God works good,
And is working now,
Though on my part, undeservedly.

It is good to see something returned
from the hands of thieves
and put back in it's proper place.