Heaven's Playground~ Poem by Marsha Youree

When children go to Heaven
What do they do all day
Is there someone up there for them
To join with them in play?

Will there be someone to hold them
And cuddle them with love
Will they teach them how to fly
With the Angels up above?

I think I know the answer
And it fills my heart with joy
A place called Heaven's Playground
For every girl and boy.

Ther're Angels blowing bubbles
And music fills the air
Tiny pups to play with
I know they're happy there.