Letter From Heaven
To my dearest family, some things I’d like to say.
Though first of all to let you know I arrived OK.
I’m writing this from heaven, here I dwell with Spirit above.
Here there’s no more tears of sadness, here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy because I am out of sight,
remember I am with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
Heavens warmth covered 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.
We need you here so badly, you’re part of our great plan,
there’s so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.”
Spirit gave me a list of things that were wished for me to do,
and foremost on that list – was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in your bed at night the day’s chores put to flight,
Spirit 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 a while; it helps relieve the pain.
Remember there would no flowers unless there was some rain.
I wish I could explain to you all that Spirit has planned.
If I were to tell you, you would not understand.
One thing is for certain, though 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 me at night “My day was not in vain”.
So now I am contented…that my life was worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.
So if you meet someone 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.
Written by Patty Patrick