I'm wondering what Christmas in Heaven is like
As I grieve alone and pray
Longing for one who has gone before
To spend Christmas in Heaven today

And so in my dreams, I wander far
From the scenes and sounds of earth,
'Till I catch the strains of the Heavenly choir,
As they sing of the Christ Child's birth.

The Angels and Saints I vision there,
As they join in festal gay,
And there 'mid the throng is my loved one
Spending Christmas in Heaven today

There's joy in the faith that teaches,
When our life's work here is done,
Of a place in Heaven awaiting,
And the crown we worked for is won.

In our grief may we learn well the lesson
So to work and suffer and pray,
As to merit the joys of our loved one
And to spend Christmas together some day.

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I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below
With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow

The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away the tear
For I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear
But the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.

I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring,
For it is beyond description, to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart
But I am not so far away, We really aren't apart.

So be happy for me, dear ones, You know I hold you dear.
And be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I sent you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I sent you each a memory of my undying love.

After all, love is a gift more precious than pure gold.
It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.

Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do.
For I can't count the blessing or love he has for each of you.

So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear
Remember, I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

--I've been told that this poem was written by a 13-year old boy named Ben who died of a brain tumor that he had battled four years. He lost his fight December 14, 1997, but he gave this poem to his mom before he died.

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