Despite the tragic sorrow of this life's decay.
I know I'll see her dancing in heaven's day.
Her tender smile's light we'll never see.
Held in our embrace she'll never be.
Perhaps we will never forget the pain.
But morning's light will rise again.
What love was lost we'll never know.
Or see her glitter in midday snow.
Clutched in the palms of gentle hands.
A tear waits, eager to expand.
How I long to see her in heaven's light.
Jesus hold love's angel tight.