My First Christmas In Heaven

I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below with tiny

light, like Heavens, 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 the 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 blessings 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.

** This poem was written by a 13 year old Ben to his mother before he

died of a brain tumor.  He died in 1997, and that year his spent his

first Christmas with Jesus.