Online Memorial Tribute

A LETTER FROM HEAVEN

To my dearest family,
some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know,
that I arrived okay.

I'm writing this from Heaven.
Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness;
here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy
just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you
every morning, noon and night.

That day I had to leave you
when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me
and said, "I welcome you.

It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family,
they'll be here later on.

There's so much that we have to do,
to help our mortal man.
God gave me a list of things,
that he wished for me to do.

And foremost on the list,
was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night,
the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you...
in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth,
and all those loving years,
Because you are only human,
they are bound to bring you tears.

But do not be afraid to cry:
it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers,
unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you
all that God has planned.
If I was to tell you ,
you wouldn't understand.

But one thing is for certain,
through my life on earth is over.
I'm closer to you now,
than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you
and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it
by taking one day at a time.

It was always my philosophy
and I'd like it for you too;
that as you give unto the world,
the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody
who's in sorrow and in pain;
Then you can say to God at night....
"my day was not in vain."

And now I am contented....
that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the way
I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody
who is sad and feeling low;
Just lend a hand to pick him up,
as on your way you go.

When you're walking down the street
and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps
only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go....
from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going...
you're coming here to me.

Author Ruth Ann Mahaffey, © Copyrighted