I’ve heard my loved ones speak of how they are homesick for heaven. When I was younger I never understood that, I thought they had simply lost their minds. But as pieces of my heart have gone home over the years, I look forward more and more to meet them in heaven. I understand, yes, now I understand.
Holding close to my heart
the warmth of by gone days
Only letting go awhile
to glimpse Heaven’s Gates.
Taking in the fragrant breeze
that dances with the oak
Sun upon my face so warm
I wander down the road.
Home is where my heart is
I long no more to roam
Only life’s breath holds me
‘Til God shall call me home.
Songbirds sing to me
a love song sweet
Telling me to rise
“Rise, to your feet!”.
“Eternity awaits you friend”
the melody sang loud
“Come home my child,
I’m waiting for you now.”