A Life Of Perfection

I walked through the forrest today

There was so many things I did see

There were birds flying overhead

A squirrel ran up a Hickory tree

I could hear a crow call his mate

A nut fell from a tall White oak tree

Moss was growing on a large rock

This place of solitude made for me

Some one was also walking there

He made not a sound as we walked

He told me of a place called Heaven

I listened very carefully as He talked

He told of a place He had made for me

Where forever I would be in His care

Never to have sickness or pain again

A life of perfection I would find there

I know now where I will go after death

To that home God has made for us

There to live with our Savior forever

I’ll get to meet our best friend Jesus

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