The Light

I see the light, shining bright.

Straight ahead is that light.

 

I'm floating towards it, ever so lightly.

There are people behind me,

crying for me to come back, 

 

although I know there is no way I can turn around.

 

I'm being pushed ever so lightly toward it

.

There are people there beyond the light

 

beckoning me forward into the light.

 

I see my father and grandfather

 

and everyone in my family that died before me.

 

The light is getting stronger with each second I get closer.

 

I see the light, shining bright.

Off I go into the light,

Where life sets better for everyone.