Lost Stuff

The love that is lost in the past The kind of love that will last Through all of the eternity And is hauntingly close by. A good friend that is gone away May not be back another day There’s a chance you’ll never see them again That’s what you’re parents may condemn. Next there is hope that is all gone The type that everyone likes to fawn. Its hope that is lost by tragedy, Hope that will start out joyously. Lost peace is one always around. It’s always lost but never found. It will never be grasped until God has finished His divine Will. All that is lost cannot be found Until Jesus Christ has been crowned All that is lost will come right back And there is nothing we will lack.