A Hope For The Future Poem by Christie Maker

Joyous Hearts – as dead loved ones reunite
Safety abounds – not any have fright.
No shoulder to cry on,
No bed to die on.
For tears will be but history,
And death and pain will leave us be.
A child will see a mighty bear,
And go and stroke its thick brown hair.
Black and white and brown will come,
All together to be as one.
Bliss will abound,
Joy will be found.
Earth will be a paradise
Love worldwide will arise.
All will be perfect
Not one be a fool.
And over this all,
The true God will rule.