Fields of grass and tall purple flowers
Joyfully playing with the wind
The suns rays almost level in this hour
While branches of trees dance and bend.
Fragrance of beauty scent the prize
With a peaceful knowing more is there
Just ahead over the next rise
Lay the gates of Heaven we’ll all share.
There can be no shadows or darkness here
No obstacles in moving to Heaven’s gates
My heart alive so free of fear
Arrived on time neither early nor late.
A joy exists as sweet as David’s psalms
For those who have God within our hearts
Whose names are engraved on His palms
Whose lives on earth they have made the part.
               d.f.a.v. 10/16/14
—Donna