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Going Home

Mommy can you hear me?
Daddy can you see me?
Sissy do you feel me?
I'm standing right in front of you,
So is my new friend.
I met him one day in the woods.
He said his name was Jesus,
And he'd been sent to take me home.
I thought he meant home to you,
To the only place I'd ever knew.
But instead he took my hand,
And we walked towards a bright light.
Up golden stairs he lead me,
To a city guarded by pearly gates.
I asked him who lived here,
And he exclaimed our father does.
Then silently we walked,
Along a path of gold.

Inside a giant palace,
Sat a man on a throne.
His eyes lit up when he saw me,
And his booming voice rang,
"Dear child you've come home.
I've prepared you a place to stay. I'm glad you have finally made it,
For you time down there was done.
Welcome to heaven.
I see you met my only son."





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