Is there really a here after,
Where people can be with God,
Where you can hear beautiful laughter,
And voices are soft not loud.
Do you realy enter tall pearly gates,
And hear beautiful music playing,
Where there is only love not hate,
And you hear all the angels singing.
Where you can sit on the clouds in the day,
Or ride the moonbeams late at night,
To slide on a rainbow from end to end,
So many beautiful sights.
The mind has emptied its worries,
The body is empty of fears,
The heart is no longer breaking,
And the eyes will have no more tears.
Do you ever really get the chance,
To touch Gods wonderous face,
Or take his hand and walk with him,
In his glorious place.
In my beliefs that this was true,
I have taught my children the same,
So they will be waiting patiently,
When he stands and calls out their name.
(C) Written by *F.L.F.*
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