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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #2188798
Just a short poem
When I die don't mourn for me
for God has called me home
To walk with Him and talk with Him
along the streets of gold

When thoughts of me DO cross your mind
rejoice for now I'm free
To walk along the pure white sand
beside the crystal sea

When I look down from up above
I hope to see you smile
Remember that we'll be apart
for just a little while

I'll wait for you at Heaven's door
with arms opened wide
To welcome you to paradise
and all that waits inside
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