Let the Heavens be sweeter
Now that you are there.
Let yourself breathe deeper
For fresh and holy is the air.
Let the angels sing louder
Now that you are there to hear.
Let the wind blow a little more
To dry all of my tears.
Let the clouds be fluffier
So that you can finally rest.
Let yourself find in your heart
That you have always been blessed.
Let yourself look down on me
Every once in a while.
And find yourself still living
Through my very smile.
Let the Heavens be sweeter
Now that you are there,
But please don't forget to look down
And listen to my prayer. By Joan Krona
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