The Voice

One day when I sat on my bed crying for you
I heard a voice say cry no more my child for he is in a better place.
A place where there is no hurt, no sadness.
a place where their is but comfort and joy.
where the streets are paved with gold
the choir angels sing glory to god in the highest.
The last thing I heard was that still small voice saying to me
praise him and I will see you again
When I heard this I prayed to God
thanking him for protecting you
keeping you safe in his arms.
So thank you God for your voice I heard that night
telling me everything was alright
I no longer cry anymore.