ONE LAST REQUEST

Today I walked on mountain paths

And smelled the air so pure and clean

And listened to all nature sing

And thought about my hopes and dreams

The brook...the birds...the rustling leaves

In humble silence I quietly prayed

While nature held me in its embrace

I hoped that Heaven would be this way

I don't need fancy dwellings

Material things aren't important to me

I'd rather make lasting memories

And hope my love my children see

I began to think of Heaven

Of it's mansions and streets of gold

I thought of that beautiful city

Where nobody ever grows old

Then I wondered if that's really Heaven

Or could it be different than I was taught

Maybe Heaven is that special place or Earth

Or the unfulfilled dream I have sought

I said Lord I don't think I'd like a mansion

I don't need jasper or gold

I don't think I'd like that crowded city

I don't even mind gettin' old

If you could just give me a mountain

With a little log cabin all my own

Surrounded by all of my children

Just a place where we can be alone

Now Lord, I know I shouldn't ask for favors

I know your Heavenly city is fine

I'm just a plain hillbilly woman

And I'd rather have a place that's all mine

Eternity has no ending

So if I may make this one last request

Just give me a log cabin on the mountain

I promise I'll feel I've been blessed

©Mary E. Rogers 5/10/2005

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