From time to time I wonder thoughts that dream of what might be I wander glade, stroll promenade make sense of all I see
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Valleys, rivers, majestic woods of these, playgrounds are made Where my clan, played kick the can and man was measured, weighed
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We look back to our childhood years the comfort of old friends For most must see, forever we fear how this life must end
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That promise of a wondrous place where we forever play Bestows the thought, it may be bought through faith if we don't stray
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What waits there for us, up above that we do not have here Life's inner strength, comes not from length but stems of love not fear
Tate
I suppose we all want to believe that in the end we will be rewarded for our deeds. I say what matters in this life? Could it be we learn kindness is it's own reward? I will talk to God when and if I see him. But friends don't need help in Heaven. They need help on Earth. So I shall do the best I can with the resources allotted to me. May all your wishes come true.