I’m Going to Heaven

If I can, I’m going to Heaven.
Though, I cannot chart the course
And I care not if by death’s door
Or by fiery chariot horse.

For, I caught a glimpse of Jesus,
Of His glory and His grace,
And I want to go to Heaven.
For, I hear He lights the place.

In my wild imaginations,
I envision crystal seas ~
Golden street, and shining rivers,
And a house built just for me.

But, the thing that makes my heart leap
Is the friends and loved ones there.
Most of all, I think of Jesus;
Looking on His face, so fair!

Now, some people think I’m funny
And some say that I am strange.
Some would sure go with me.
Some will wait and then arrange.

I pray they all will have the time
To meet my Jesus, too.
As for me, I’m going to Heaven.
I’ll be watching, friend, for you!

 © 2004 by Joan Clifton Costner
 http://underhiswings0.tripod.com