When i get to heaven i want to dance with an angel,
chase a falling star, and sleep on a fluffy white cloud
There will be no physical body to hold me down
my soul is young again just like a child
running free of any restraints.
When i get to heaven i want to taste the milkyway
and shake hands with the man on the moon
and write my name in the sky.
And someday, hopefully many years from now
I will be welcomed by Jesus, family and friends
There will be a big celebration too
And when i get to heaven.....I will wait for you
Written by Linda A Dittus
On: march 10th 2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When you get there.....please do look me up!