Lucien Lionel Bisson

There is a place, I have been told,

Beyond an open gate

All have been invited

Where friends and loved ones wait

It holds eternal promise

Of everlasting peace

No pain or sorrow ever comes

And teardrops there have ceased

Abundant life is evident

Constant, fresh and new

A garden of provision

With eternity in view

The promise is awaiting

A peaceful realm to get caught in

You may be gone,

But will never be forgotten