Looking to heaven, praying, hoping for secure feelings of gentleness to be placed upon me, helping to get through all the trials of life.
Life's getting narrower, tunnel-like, I'm seeing less of what is actually around and my eyes are being focused on beyond, seeking heavenly angels, waiting for them to bring my family to meet me on their side of death.
Happiness finally realized in God's arms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem