Grandma
The angels I hear you calling,the trumpets playing a tune,
Calling me to heaven for the time is coming soon.
I finally close my eyes,as I take my last breath,
I'm going up to be with Jesus,for my eternal rest.
I Will always be among you,in your thoughts and in your prayers,
Do not grieve of my passing,just pray to Jesus and know that he still cares.
Do not be filled with sorrow, for we all knew the time would come,
We all will meet again someday in the kingdom up above.
Copyright © David Smith | Year Posted 2013
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