Donald W. Wilfong III Tribute

Heaven is beautiful

That I hear.

It's beautiful in many ways.

It's always clean,

There is no danger weapons or sins.

That is why I want to go;

I know I'll be okay.

So I pray every night

That I'll go through the sky then the stars.

I'll see the glaring bright light

And pass through the enormous gold gates.

On the other side Angel's will appear with long sparkling white gowns,

With the most precious wings I ever knew.

As they shift the long dashing gown onto my delicate skin,

I'm really glad to know

That I'm where I want to be,

Beyond sparrow's point,

Right in that special place called

Heaven