The day I close my eyes to take my final sleep,
A sleep of eternity.
As I lay in my final Cradle,
made purely of gold,
with roses all over me.
And around me will be both my loved ones and enemies.
Tears will roll down their eyes like a waterfall.
There I will hear my final lullaby from all.
And so will my final goodbyes be said.
In my cradle will I lay and return back to my father with a broad smile on my face.
As I wake up again,
I shall find myself in his presence,
I shall be welcomed with opened arms.
When the door to my first world shuts,
my final Cradle will open the door to a new world.
Through it,
will I meet eternal happiness
©roadyjunel
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