My Journey to God

Dearly Beloved

Dearly beloved were my brother and I,
Each to each other,
Walking hand in hand.
Dearly beloved friends of mine
In the flower fields of heaven
Where you live,
Seek out my little brother,
Lonely for me.
Tell him I, too, will be a child again,
When our dearly beloved Lord
Sends His summoning angel
To guide me there.

By Anna-Margaret O’Sullivan