“I am not clear in my mind exactly
What heaven will be real like?
But we not be in familiar terms
With that when we die
And it comes time for God to judge us
He will not ask over
How many good things have you done in your life?
Moderately he will ask
How much ``love ``did you put into what you did? ”
Date: 28th Novemeber 2010
Time: 9.52am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem