Merry Christmas up in Heaven.
How very special it must be,
to celebrate our Savior’s birth
with Him there personally.
I’ll bet there is no Santa Claus,
or stories of reindeer,
but angel’s joyfully singing
about Christ as He stands near.
I miss you most on Christmas
and know you miss me too.
The Holidays are lonely
and I long to be with you.
But with faith, I know in time
we’ll be together again.
Patiently, I await that day.
Merry Christmas until then.
Now I lay me down to sleep. Those who loved me mourn and weep. Time on earth has come and gone. Yet in spirit I live on. I awaken and behold Heaven with its streets of gold. Such beauty, peace and love I see. Shed but tears of joy for me.
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Somewhere, in another place beyond this atmosphere; Someone’s waiting for me. ...Someone very dear. A place where peace and beauty are well beyond compare. A place where love will live again. Somehow, Sometime, Somewhere.
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