Heaven

When I go to Heaven, When I past the moon and stars, Who will be waiting for me, If though, I make it that far. Will I walk through those pearly gates, And will I walk on the streets of gold And will I see my father and brother again, Though that, I might never know. And in Heaven will I be happy, Knowing I have lost my mortal life Will I be worried or will I feel sad, Because I have left my son, and wife. When I arrive in Heaven, Will I know anyone standing there, And will anyone try to remember me, Or in Heaven, will anyone really care. Will I be allowed to reflect, On my past and the things that I miss, And in Heaven will they let me want, My tears; and my families last kiss. Will I be able to feel joy again As I walk those golden streets alone, And will they hear me cry in Heaven For my family, I know I will moan. When I die and go to Heaven, I think that as now I close my eyes, Will things be better off in this old world, And will anyone here for me, sit and cry. I know that I will reach that gate someday And by myself I will walk that solemn road The weight of life shall be lifted away from me And now who on Earth must now carry my load. When I do get to Heaven one day, I don't know what then, that I will do, Though I will be by myself, once again, So now I will cry for my family; and you. Randy L. McClave