Oh how I miss those days,
When every pain was full of grace,
& every night I slept alone,
& & every day I was so weak,
With will of steel, & heart of stone,
... & still that Love was what I seek,
But the very Love has come & gone..!
Oh how I miss when I was home :(((
When God's arms where the borders of my life,
When in my heart God's Love did thrive

Pretty poem. :)

I wasn't able to find anything by searching on Google, but I'm sure you tried that too... Where did you hear/read this poem? Was it in an old book, or a newspaper? Maybe knowing a little more about where you heard it originally, I could think of some ways you could maybe track it down. If not, I hope you figure it out.