The Reunion

When Father calls an innocent child back unto heaven
He feels they are ready for the call he has given.
The angels sing and rejoice to see their Father's smile,
As He walks forth to take the hand of this innocent child.
He has a place prepared for them, each one of us as well.
He rejoices when we choose right and weeps when tests, we fail.
With all His heart He yearns for us to come unto Him,
That we may greet Him hand in hand, at the gates of Zion.
Oh, how great will be the reunion, and how loving the embrace,
When we meet, once again, our loved ones face to face.

(Note From Writer)
This poem was written when one of my friends died. She was only 14 when she died of bone cancer.