Home Again
When death comes, my stay here will be done,
you see this earth is not really my home,
I have just been visiting for a short time,
but now it's time to move on,
to my real home, which in in Heaven,
where a Mansion is waiting for me,
all clean and ready to move in,
rent free, then I can say,
I'm home again,
home to stay forever more.
written 5-2-11
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2011
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