21. Her Home In Heaven
When God reached down
And collected her soul
She reached up knowing
She had to go
When God reached down
And collected her soul
She reached up knowing
She had to go
This poem truly touched me. I couldn't help but see the face of my grandma again and remember all these memories I have of our time together. I'm sure she's peacefully living somewhere safe...
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There is this special place in Heaven that one day I will see.
It was built by an Angel, and she made it just for me.
She filled this place with happy thoughts, chapters of a life that have now passed,
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I am the sound of the birds,
The whispering in the trees.
The gentle silence after a storm,
And the warm summer breeze.
In heaven there are many mansions
Each and every one is sparkling new
But I don't need a great big mansion
Just a little house will do
Thank you for writing and sharing this. My father, my hero, is almost finished his Earthly life. I am assisting my family in planning his funeral and, among other things, I have been tasked...
She hugs and kisses her loved ones at Heaven's gate,
Then shares with them the joy of her new found fate.
She goes on and on about the ones she left behind,
It's going to take a while, because she was Grams to all mankind.
The sun shall rise,
and sure to set.
Her time has come,
have no regret.
My best friend George was the bravest man I have ever known. He was taken from us by the most evil of diseases cancer. Even though he knew he was dying he put everyone before himself never...
In your life you touched so many.
In your death, many lives were changed.
You were an amazing young man.
Without you here, our lives will never be the same.
...Our boys had become two very amazing people in the short time they had here on this planet. And I guess, they have been called upon for higher purposes. I am grateful for my part in my...
Is there a window In heaven Lord?
A window to look out and see
From a window up above Lord
For my loved ones to look down on me
Life is full of joy and sorrow,
past, present, and tomorrow.
Knowing life as I do now,
On the edge of tomorrow,
Between the death of night
And the birth of a new day,
Time stands still,
No presents bought, no candles blown; this year you walk on streets of gold,
And it's so much more than the stories you've been told.
The sun is shining on your face,
God handpicked our singing angel
To sing in his heavenly home
She's singing with the angel choir
And around God's golden throne
When our time to pass is upon us
And our eyes are growing dim
God's gentle arms are waiting
To unfurl and guide us in
What a wonderful testament to your faith. It's well deserved of being published. Very well done and so personal and touching.
Take a hand
Hold it near
Wipe away
The things we fear
Daddy just wants you to know
He loves you with all his heart.
Jesus asked for Daddy's help
I lost my Daddy June 6, 2012. He was 46 and we're not sure what caused his death. We're waiting for the autopsy reports to come back. It's been extremely hard to cope with the loss of him. My...
There are no birthdays in heaven,
For time has no meaning there.
Today is the future as well as the past.
A day is the same as a year.
I've loved and worshiped my whole life long,
I've lent a fair hand now and then.
I've praised the best, I've prayed for the rest.
I comfort the lonely once again.
My children, it's been a little while
And perhaps a lot more days,
So I'm sending you this message as
I have joyful things to say.