Where do you suppose
Heaven lies?
Where everyone goes
When he or she dies.

In my mind,
Heaven's high above.
So sweet and gentle.
Like a little dove.

When I was young
I did not understand
Why people would go
To this Holy land.

But now I have grown
And learned the ways.
It's a place of joy.
Happiness, and praise.

Some day I'll journey
To this glorious place.
And finally see
My Savior's face.