Children's voices fill the air,
Life and laughter ring,
Across the hills of Heaven,
Small, sweet voices sing.
Gone to be with Jesus,
Each little girl and boy,
Now run and play as never before,
In the land of eternal joy.
Never to know another tear,
Or face another pain;
What was a senseless loss on earth,
Has now become Heaven's gain.
While Heaven is much sweeter,
In your heart you'll not be alone;
God filled it with memories of laughter and love,
Of that child who has now gone home.
ŠAllison Cambers Coxsey 1996
