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Missing Without A Trace When Bill heard Jane scream, He knew the terrible dream, Was happening once more. So with all his strength, He traveled the hallway's length, Faster than he ever had before. Jane was lying on her side, With her eyes open wide. Her face was frozen in a stare. Bill lovingly held her hand, Hoping she would understand, That like always he was there. In her dream Jane arrives home late, From her very first date. Both of her parents are very much alive. As she walks through the door, And across the living room floor, The clock strikes nine forty-five. As the phone begins to ring, She wonders what message it will bring, Since her parents aren't around. Her Dad's voice on the line, Says, "Honey, we're both fine." "Lock the doors. "We're homeward bound." This message she still hears, Ringing in her ears. But, she never again saw their faces. That very night, They disappeared from sight, And were gone, Without leaving any traces. Somehow the dream, Somehow the dream, Was different this time, For Jane could hear church bells chime, And she seemed to be sitting, In the family pew! She waw Jesus, With an outstretched hand! He said, "Child, I understand." "Be not afraid." "I'll take care of you!" "Your parents are happy and free," "In a place prepared by Me," "A mansion on Heaven's golden shore!" "Although they were missing," "Without a trace," "One day you'll see them face to face!" "So Daughter do not worry any more!" Tears of joy filled Jane's eyes, As she began to realize, That Jesus was touching her brow! The angry billows ceased to roll, In her troubled soul, As Jesus whispered, "Peace, be still now!" Bill saw Jane's eyelids flutter, As she began to stutter, "Bi Bi Bill, I'm going to be all right!” "Jesus saw fit to touch me," "And now I am set free!" "At the end of my tunnel," "I met The Light!" I heard from "down home" the other day. They said Jane "is in a family way!" The "bundle of joy", Is coming in the Spring! With all the nightmares gone, A peaceful life goes on, As they anticipate the wonder, A child will bring! Robert F. Dotson © 2003