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Dear Home,

There is a place, special to me,

A place I'm sure, someday I will see.

This place is beautiful; this place is true.

The streets are gold; everything is new.

Flowers bloom and angels sing.

This place is perfect, home to the King.

This land is void of sorrow and tear,

It's a place of joy; not of fear.

It's said to be glorious and is promised to me,

God says it's real, and someday I'll see!

He said what He meant, and meant what He said,

"Life everlasting"; nothing to dread.

So the place that I speak of, this place that I write,

I get there by faith; not by my might.

I get there by grace, and the rolled away stone.

This place is Heaven, my beautiful home.

Sincerely,

Sara