Do I really need to go to heaven
When I finally decide to die
And when I feel sad and blue
Do I really need to cry.
Because I don't have wings
Does it mean I cannot fly
And because I am leaving
Do I really need to say goodbye.
Sometimes I did not try my hardest
To be all that I could be
But is that any reason
That I shouldn't still like me.
I look into the mirror
And wonder what I see
All my wishes, prayers, and ambitions
I wonder what life has in store for me.
I sit on the front porch
As I sit and swing
I wonder about my final journey
And what I will need to bring.
Sometimes I am serious
Other times whimsy takes hold
I'd rather watch the parade then lead
Leave that task to those that are bold.
But now to answer the questions
That I asked before
Then I will be silent
And say no more.
Yes when I am sad and blue
I do tend to cry
Sometimes there is a reason
Other times I know not why.
And just because I cannot fly
It doesn't mean I cannot soar
Enjoy the beauty of the sky above
All that and so much more.
Yes I do need to go to heaven
When I finally decide to die
Because there would be no greater sadness
If I had to tell you goodbye.

(c)2008 T. LaFountain