There is a realm I pray to see
one where loved ones have gathered
where the grey curtain of rain falls no more
the yellow green leaves ever in bloom
tears are from bursting laughter
and hearts are ever lifted
there is a place, in my soul
where such things reside
where such things reside
a place not of forgetting
but where more than memories
live on in new fellowships
where everyday is a first meeting
Heaven's joy
beyond the greater west's sunset
an undying realm
of love's contentment
where others await my arrival
yet only when I seem to have
more years behind me than ahead
do my thoughts go there on this side.
~ David DeLane Snow
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