Adam Michael Hill

I Will Always Be Your Friend

You are never alone, I am always near,

When you have troubles or feeling blue,

All you have to do is call me,

I am always around for my friends.

It does not matter where I am,

And it does not matter when,

When you need someone to talk to you,

Then I will always be your friend.

If you need someone to hold your hand,

Or all you need is a great big hug,

I will be the shoulder to cry on,

I will always be your friend.

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                 Directions to my new home in Heaven....

                   Make a Right onto Believeth Blvd.

   Keep straight and go through the green light, which is Jesus

Christ. There, you must turn onto the bridge of Faith, which is

over troubled water. When you get off the bridge, make a right turn and keep straight. You are on The King's highway ~ Heaven-bound. Keep going for three miles: One for the Father, One for the Son, and One for the Holy Ghost.  Then exit off onto Grace Blvd. From there, make a right onto Gospel Lane. Keep straight and them make another right on Prayer Road. As you go on your way, Yield not to the traffic on Temptation Ave. Also, avoid Sin Street because it is a Dead End! Pass up Envy Drive, and Hate Avenue.  Also, pass Hypocrisy Street, Gossiping Lane, and Backbiting Blvd.  However, you have to go down Long~suffering Lane, Persecution Blvd., And Trials and Tribulations Ave. But, that's all right because Victory Street is straight ahead.....Which brings you to the gates of Heaven! 

                    ~ Home Sweet Home~

       Spread your wings and Fly.....You are Free!!

                                        Birds handcrafted from the wings of an angel,
                                        water running freely in the streams.
                                        Sunshine shimmers in radiance;
                                        How could so much beauty be an accident?
                                        Each smiling child's face,
                                        full of curiosity,
                                        seeks out wonders and grandeur.
                                        Like a child's eyes,
                                        our hearts are searching for some kind of hint,
                                        a hint of God.
                                        (If you look, Nature's arms will enfold you.)
                                        Stars are whispered into moonlight
                                        as a day well-lived is fading.
                                        The sun is sinking,
                                        the colors streaking brilliantly across the sky
                                        like ribbons.
                                        Do not embrace, rather
                                        be embraced, enfolded, wrapped in the arms
                                        of beauty, of His Creation.
                                        We all search for a framed, definite picture  

                                        of Heaven. 

                                        I can guarantee, your best bet
                                        is right before your very eyes.