(By SweetGirl)

No time for tears-no time for pain

No time for thunder-no time for rain.

A fresh breeze-surrounds my soul

For Loving Grace-has taken toll.

In a field of flowers-I peacefully lay

And feel the warmth-of Sun's gentle ray.

I hear them laugh-I hear them sing

I see the beauty-of their golden ring.

I smell the scent-of a beautiful rose

Amazing Grace-a trumpet blows.

I float in an ocean-currented by Love

I watch above me-a snow white Dove.

I taste the spring-of Mountain's joy

And butterflies cling-as if I'm their toy.

I'm showered in feathers-that Heaven brings

I'm covered by sheddings-of Angel Wings.