My Christmas In Heaven

I see the countless Christmas Trees around the world below,
with tiny lights, like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear,
for I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear,
but the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.
I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring,
for it is beyond description, to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me.
I see the pain inside your heart,
but I am not so far away.
We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me dear ones. You know I hold you dear,
and be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I send you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I send you each a memory of my undying love.
After all "LOVE" is the gift, more precious than pure gold.
It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.

Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do,
for I can't count the blessing or love he has for each of you.
So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear,
Remember, I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.


 Author Unknown

I've recently found out that this poem was written by a 13 year-old boy named Ben for his mom because he knew he would be spending Christmas in Heaven that year.
Ben passed away on the 14th December 1997. He died of a brain tumor after having fought a brave battle against cancer for four years.

My own son, Rashid, passed away on the 5th of October 1996 after battling cancer for two years; he too had a brain tumor.




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