Beautiful snowy hills at the end of the road.

Away from all living, rising above the clouds.

Memories from the past play in the candy skies.

My last days are comforted by the beautiful plains, that lay on the mountain top.

Stars dance as the beautiful winding staircase reaches its destination.

Beautifully carved pearly gates, with a shine of gold.

Tall fields wave their grain in the distance.

When the sun shines, the moon rests.

Angelic hymns are sung ever so softly.

Creatures,  the ones in our dreams prance the sidewalks.

Stars make a pathway in the sky.

They lead me up to Him.

My chapter has come to an end, this is it.