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I think about you

quite often

you now

in your warm gold flowing robes

brushing the hair of the wind

while joyfully arguing the many

important points of Heaven

what immaculate grace shall be

expressed today

what finer form of wisdom

shall ascend the better conscience view

or just which soul is prepared for

departing

and alas

how many souls are about to be returning

I can almost smell the soft sweet scents

of the here after

I even smelled them in a dream once

it was like purity of such crisp

winter air

the best that the here has so far had

to offer me

I so wish again that I could behold God

I miss him so

today in fact

yet right just yet

I don't want to die

I want to live just as long as I am

suppose to

for I want to see what I can make of this

latest installment I have been given

the lessons I will learn while here

I shall be glad to carefully go over all

its aspects

once I've crossed

in constant awe

I repeatedly contemplate

just how astounding

the ultimate reality for us all must

truly be

and on a sillier almost child like note

I even wonder just what color house

must the Father be preparing for me

I hope its forest green and ever so fine

because frankly I just love forest green

and the naturalist in me must surely

live on...................

(Dec. 3, 1998)