What must I do to return to my heavenly home?
To make it back to the arms of He who knows me most?
For I believe and I do have faith
That I will once again see His tender face.
And every night before I fall asleep
I kneel down for a prayer so deep.
"Dear Heavenly Father, please help me repent.
Help me teach those around me, and endure to the end."
Every Sunday I humbly partake
Of the water and the bread that the priests bless and break.
I obey the commandments and follow Christ's lead
As best as I can, though I don't live perfectly.
And one day I know I will enter God's house
With the man whom I'll marry, who will be my spouse.
I live day to day knowing I still have so much to learn
For the day I meet God, for the day I return.
YOU ARE READING
Book of Poetry
PoesiaMy feelings are written So I may find peace I hope you relate To these words as you read
