Poem…

My First  Christmas in Heaven…

Christmas is the time of remembering…

Remembering the people we love…

People about whom we care…

 

“ The following poem was written by a 13 year old boy who died of a brain tumor that he had battled four years. He died on December 14^th, 1997. He gave this to his mom before he died. His name was Ben.”

 

We would like to share this affecting poem with you, offering its words to every father and mother who will spend this Christmas without his/her loving child…

To every mom and dad who will live every moment of this Holy Season while thinking that this year and for the first time, their child will spend Christmas or Al Fiter Feast up there… in Heaven…

We offer this poem to the parents of all the Palestinian innocent children who were killed by the Israelis with cold blood…

My First 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 the 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 sent you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I sent you each a memory of my undying love.
After all, love is a 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 am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.