Where You Are

I  wrote this poem after I had a dream about Grandma going to heaven. 

In addition, it is the one I read at the graveside. 

Where you are

The night before you passed

I had a marvelous dream

I was standing to the side

Before you was a brilliant light beam

So beautiful and enticing

Heaven I knew it must be

As you strolled towards it

I leaned in, eager to see

All the splendor of glory

My whole life I'd been told

The mystery of the promised land

I was anxious to unfold

But no matter how hard I tried

A glimpse I could not steal

For you see it wasn't my time

To experience what you now feel

One thing I do remember 

Before everything went black

Never once did you hesitate

Shift your focus, or glance back

Your eyes were not fixed on heaven's gates

Streets of gold failed to capture your attention

You appeared oblivious to the crystal sea

And the mansions Jesus did mention

The spectacular objects of heaven

You seemed not to notice

There was one thing on your mind

Seeing Jesus was your sole focus

Often times you wondered

When you would take your place

Around the throne of God

And see Jesus face to face

Grandma we will miss you

But with Grandpa you now abide

Worshiping Jesus together

Hand in hand and side by side

Vanessa

Grandma on her 92nd Birthday