Carolyn Sears

(March 30-1950 / Magnolia, Arkansas)

Heaven Smiling Down On Me


I feel like heaven is smiling
Down on me,
The dark gray clouds is moving
Upon me,
I feel like heaven is smiling
Down on me.
Lord will my mother know me
Once I come through heaven
Light..

This whole world is changing on
Me..
That old hour glass keep pouring
All the memories down from me
I am getting tried of
Running from this dark gray cloud
That moving upon me..
I feel I have lost my place here in this
Old world..
Heaven is smiling down on me
Will you remember my name?
I want to walk around in heaven
Will you remember me once I walk
Through heaven doors...

Submitted: Monday, December 03, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, April 27, 2011

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