Jayne Davies (5th October 1960 / Abercynon, Rhondda Cynon Taff)
Where Do We Go?
Where do we go, at the end of it all?
Back to loved ones perhaps, have a really Grand Ball?
Are they waiting right there, at those big pearly gates,
Joined by familiar faces, who once were our mates?
Where do we go, when we take our last breath?
Reincarnation, is there life after death?
Maybe next time, I'll own a really grand house!
Be a famous Rock Star, or even a mouse!
Or is there just nothing? I can't imagine how,
Not ever to feel the beat, of the heart I feel now!
I believe in living for today, to have fun!
But if I had the choice, then I'd pick number one.
To hold my Mum close, in my arms once again,
Happy, smiling, free of pain
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