Waiting Room

I'm in my car
Another is coming fast
Who knew that would be the time
I breathed my last.

Now I'm in a room
It seems dark
I see a light coming
It's as cheerful as a lark.

Now I see
The room is white
I look around and see people
From my life.

This is great
My best friend and favorite teacher
I thought, "This can't be true"
As I streatched out my arm to reach her

Two men in black and two men in white
The first two from the shadows
The second from the light.

What are they doing here?
What is this place?
Are we all dead?
Have we finished the race?

The two men in white
Held a book
They gave the three of us
A caring look.

They started with my teacher
They looked for her name in the book
They stopped, conversed, and frowned
Then they gave her a sad look.

One of the men in black
Grabbed her by her arms
I looked at the men in white
It felt like I woke up with a loud alarm.

I realized they were angels
As they searched for my friends name.
They looked at her with sorrow
They seemed very tame.

Then the other man in black
Grabbed my best friend.
I thought this must be a nightmare
When would it end?

My friend and teacher were dragged off
As the angels flipped through the book
They found my name
And gave me a happy look.

I started to cry.
I was happy to be going into Heaven
But I was sad because my friend and teacher
Were going the opposite direction.

They called out to me
And asked why
I couldn't answer them
All I could do was cry.

Then Jesus came out
And took me in his arms
It was so warm a quiet
Like someone turned off my alarm.

He said "Come with me my child.
Come and be free.
There will be no more crying
But happyness and rejoicing."

Now I'm with my Father
I went and I'm free
No more crying
Only happyness, only rejoicing.