When my life here is done,
When I am gone,
Let my journey to heaven
Be a blissful one.
I will be alone no more,
Never have time to be a bore,
For now the angels will be there,
Of me to take care,
To feed and clothe me with the finest one there is,
At last I will rest in peace.
If tears come to your eyes,
It will not be for my  demise,
But your soul stricken regret,
Wish I could have been there for the dead.
12/1/2020