In life we
know,
that death
must come.
And yes,
it comes for all,
not just
some.
Since I've
gone first,
please…
don't cry.
For now my
home,
is beyond
the sky.
I no
longer have worries,
or any
pain.
There is
no stress here,
or any
strain.
Why the
only thing missing here,
is you my
friend.
But
there's a mansion reserved here for you,
just past
the bend!
You won't
disappoint me,
if you're
a little late.
Up here,
it hardly seems,
like
having to wait.
Tell all
who'll listen,
that Jesus
is the key.
For
without Him,
they can't
come, with you and me.
I won't
say goodbye,
because
I'll see you again.
You see my
mansion is next door,
just past
the bend!
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