Days without end and nights that never come.
Joy without ceasing, no more sorrow, no more tears.
A Joyous celebration that never ends.
A place of beauty, forever beautiful, sparkling like multi colored crystal most Magnificent.
A place reserved for Saints, the children of the Most High.
With faces aglow and smiles on their faces, like children in the most wonderful playground.
Forever young, zeal flowing like a river from their hearts.
What Joy! What Joy! Their voices will be heard to say.
©03/11/2001 Jim Welch

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