What is Heaven like I ask?
Does it have pearly gates?
And the roads made of gold?
Are all souls at peace?
God please answer my questions.
You see my Daddy is with you.
But it's not where he should be.
I miss him every minuite of each day.
I miss him each waking hour.
What is heaven like I ask.
Well heaven must be beautiful.
Ny daddy is there.
And god only ever takes the best
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem