Jesus

I can't wait to hold your hands
and feel your warm embrace
when I get to Heaven
finally in my own place.

Your piercing, truthful eyes,
filled with grace and mercy too.
I like to think they'd be a lighter shade,
the lightest shade of blue.

I would love to talk to you.
You had all that people dream of,
and you left it all behind you,
in that place with Daddy up above.

You lived a miraculous life,
and had the most wretched death,
just so I could join you
along with all the rest.

I can't wait to eat with you
and sing the lovely song
that angels can't sing,
but I can sing along!