A termimally ill little girl asks her mommy about heaven and God.
Mommy what if I would die today?
Would I go to heaven right away?
Do little girl's who have been nice?
Become angel's in His Holy eyes?
Be healthy in my heavenly home?
Not tired and weak like I've known?.
Mommy, I know there is no cure.
For my illness here that is for sure,
In heaven I will feel healthy again,
Not hurting from all my pain within.
Mommy I have been a good little girl.
You've sheltered me from this world.
I will love you for all that you've done.
You bore and raised a special one,
So if I died today one thing I'd regret,
Mommy, you can't go to heaven yet.
Mommy, don't cry I will wait for you.
In heaven I will be God's angel too.