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May 2015
And one day
I’ll cross the river
to my Father's land.
He'll come running to me
with a joyous smile
and a loving embrace.

He'll welcome me in
to the grandest party of them all.
One where there is no
hate or
tears or
pain.

Angels,
humans,
creature of air and water
the trees, the grass - all of nature
singing heavenly songs forever
to the One who created them all.

Walks in the garden
too splendorous for mortal eyes.
Talking with my Father
and finding the answers to
questions I never got answered
when I was alive on earth.

I’ll be finally home,
finally free to be me.
My heart will be full,
my body loved,
and my soul understood.
*I can’t wait for that day.
Bails B
Written by
Bails B  Canada
(Canada)   
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