Will I See Him Someday?

I walked upstairs, I entered his room,
nothing but sadness, despair, and gloom.

I asked what's the matter?
He said with a frown, oh, nothing mom, I just feel kinda down.

I kneeled down beside him, for we had to talk,
He stared fiercefully, with his face white as challk.

I said whatever the problem, it'll be okay,
he looked up to heaven, and asked, will I see him someday?

I asked, of whom do you speak?
With his relpy so meak.

He looked down and said, the one so powerful,
so loving, and kind, the one we wait our whole lives to find.

His name is Jesus, but I call him friend,
so don't worry son, we'll all see him in the end.