Sometimes I wish you were looking down upon me Sometimes I hope you can hear me And see all of your friends and family Missing you, remembering you But I know that you cannot For you are in a beautiful place That knows no sorrow or sadness A place that is not of this world You are where you have always belonged In a place where you deserve to be A place full of happiness and peace You know not of this earthly world Full of sin, lies, and disorder You're where there are golden streets And pearly gates With the beautiful sound of trumpets And however much I wish you were here Or could at least see me It makes me happy that you've found your heaven And the next time I look into your eyes We will both have wings
in loving memory of my dear friend of 13 years, who died three years ago of a drug overdose