🔵 By Christopher S. De Roberts. Photo by lauragrafie.
When I leave
Don’t worry about me
In my Fathers arms I’ll be
Not so blind so I can see
At home and I’ll be free
So when I gone don’t cry for me
Celebrate my victory
And when you cross that great divide
I’ll see you on the other side
In his presence I shall not hide
Because by his side I will abide