As we stroll through my beautiful garden
I take my grandpas’ hand;
I can’t stop the tears from flowing;
it’s so good to see him again.
He’s amazed at his surroundings
cause everything seems so new.
The world looks like a paradise,
Lions and tigers are friendly too.
He finds no one starving
or living on the street.
No more crime or violence;
since money ‘s obsolete.
No need for a policeman,
doctors or a nurse.
No one’s sick or dying;
Our God wiped away the curse.
Every race of people
Now live in harmony.
All are brothers and sisters;
Finally… true equality.
I explain with satisfaction
how God made wars to cease;
He destroyed all things wicked
and filled the earth with peace.
All of our friends and family
Who have gone to sleep in death
will soon be here to join us
when they awaken from their rest.
Imagine the contentment
as grandpa looks to see
my face as he introduces
his grandparents to me.
As we stroll through my beautiful garden,
I hold my grandpas’ hand;
can’t stop my smile from gleaming;
it’s so good to see him again
In my beautiful garden.
Written for Ezekiel M. McAbee
3-20-02 to 9-29-85
by his granddaughter
LaRhonda Moss in 1996
This page was made by Web Granny
for his daughter, Connie Carter.