Wipe away your tears young boy
Your mom is not dead
Only for a while she will sleep
Do not weep young boy
Dry your misinformed tears
A part of her lives in your heart
Let the air evaporate your tears young boy
So they can reach the skies and fly into the clouds
And rain back down upon the world
You should not grieve young boy
There is a greater award in death
To live for all eternity
Amongst the angels of heaven
In the realm of God
Cry young boy
Tears of Happiness
Because after death is life
James Daniels
lovely writing...heartfelt...floria