I'll stand there in the funeral yard dressed in black <br />Knowing that the one I love won't be coming back <br />All the friends and family standing around crying that <br />your gone <br />I can't bring myself to say it but I know you've went on <br />Tell the father in Heaven I hope to see him and you soon <br />But I'll be missing you and when wishing you were here <br />When I look at the moon. There's so many things I wanna <br />make amends for but as they close the casket I'll just <br />have to close the door on the fact of saying I'm sorry <br />for it's so hard to take words back cause when you say <br />in anger then it's kind of a fact that you mean what you say <br />And the words won't never go away. But dear loved one <br />please have a safe trip home and go on to your reward for our <br />Father is waiting and now you can lay down your sword. You've <br />fought the good fight and from this world need to be saved <br />just lay down and close your eyes and wait for the father to <br />Open all the graves. Enter in my faithful servant for a work <br />Well, done come before the gates and be judged by my son. <br />Go on to your reward my dear loved one and rest in peace <br />for the you have won<br /><br />James (Bluesman)Cooper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/go-on-to-your-reward/
