My life gone by, in pain and joy
Long years have passed, no longer a boy
No questions are here in this tome of a mind
If any are left, they are hard to find
In a worn old bed my aged bones rest
Large heaps of white linen made into a nest
Blurred phantom like people, all bustle about
Of in a corner one has on a pout
He's not like the others, his face is so clear
And as our eyes meet he starts to come near
His hand grasps to mine as I start my descent
My head hits the pillow, no time to repent
All blurred forms are stopped when I fall back in bed
My mind starts to wander, quite soon I'll be dead
As the light fades to nothing, the weeping persists
There by the wall they are banging their fists
My soul pays no heed, as I step out this form
The body's left chilly, the soul is what's warm
I pass by the forests of heaven's high peak
There where the strong give praise onto the Meek
On stretch the clouds in this twilight hewn world
Vast comforting meadows where children lie curled
From body to body my eyes flit around
I know you're here somewhere, this place without sound
There on a hillock I see a sweet boy
I look yet again could this be? Oh the joy!
I hasten my journey o'er souls in their sleep
To the boy on the hill who has brought me to weep.
His tanned crinkled nose
Oh his brown callused toes
And bright piercing eyes I can see
Then with the face of a warm summer day
He looks up from his vigorous play
And grinning runs over to me
My whole life I waited,
My soul to be sated
And oh did the time creep along
But now we're together,
up here in Forever
Me and my dear Friend John.