Past the hills,
O'er the mountains,
Beyond the silent mills,
Is a light, that calls my name
As I were always loved.
And as that light,
Shines in the sky,
A tear so pure,
Falls from my eye,
As I do know, that someone's there,
And will love me for all time.
I wrote this years ago, I even put a melody to it. I'll try to post a link from noteflight sometime so you can hear it.
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