I get sort of homesick sometimes,

for the home I had before my birth;

for my other father and mother

that I left to come to Earth.


I miss all the heavenly peace

of that place where no pain can be found;

where there is no hate and there is no hurt,

but only love around.


‘Til it’s time to go back home,

there’s just one thing to do.  It’s clear.

I’ll try with my heart, I’ll try with my hands,

to make a heaven here.

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