On December 9th of 2009 my dad died do to cancer.
The poem you are about to read I wrote for him.
Though I was never able to read it to him during
his last days because it was to painful for me.
Heaven
By: Adam M. Snow
Heaven's calling, calling thee home
to a place of peace where you never roam.
Even though your life is short in this land,
soon you'll be in His hands.
Come and walk the streets of gold so pure,
there's no more pains left to endure.
Even though your time has come to enter the light;
there's nothing left here now for you to fight.
Sure you'll be missed by many and all
at least you did not fall.
So rejoice; rejoice to Thee our Lord,
for all the love that He has poured.
There is no sadness or unpleasant thoughts,
only joy and happiness for there is lots.
So come and find peace at the heavenly seas,
for it is easy for thee to be at ease.
So come, come to the pearly white gate
and enter a land so beautiful and great.
Lands so pure and full of love,
for you are now in Heaven with God above.