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Author: arwen-evenstar89
Fiction Rated: K - English - Spiritual/Tragedy - Reviews: 19 - Published: 05-30-04 - Updated: 05-30-04 - id:1623495
My body's lying peacefully,
My eyes are shut quite tight,
But my mind is spinning rapidly,
Encompassed in a brilliant light.
My head is resting comfortably
On a pillow with golden seams,
While my spirit's dancing merrily
In a field of my wildest dreams.
People are crying mournfully,
But I don't really hear,
My ears are listening happily
To a singing crystal clear.
Angels are calling joyfully,
Beckoning me to my new home,
So I glide past them excitedly,
After a last glance at my loved ones.
Old friends are welcoming me gleefully,
For In Heaven I now reside,
And Jesus rushes over cheerfully
To take me by his side.
My family is still weeping noiselessly,
But I hope they're tears of joy,
For I am dancing carelessly,
And I've never felt more alive.

A/N: Please R&R! I really love them!



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