When my time comes
to climb the golden stair,
Please send a little bird
to meet me there.
Please let me feel the touch
of silky fur,
And listen to the music
of a purr.
Please let me watch a deer
at setting sun
Stand free and unafraid
of hunter's gun.
Please let me catch a glimpse
of wagging tail,
And know, at last, that kindness
will prevail.
So many lives are lived
in pain and fright.
So many never know
but the darkest night.
So many wander hungry
and alone.
I long to know they, too,
are welcomed home.
I know it's joy supreme
to be with YOU.
I want so much for them
to share it, too.
If there's a bit of heaven
meant for me,
Let them be there, Dear Lord,
Please let it be.
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