When I die and go to heaven

When I die,
And go to heaven
Will I be 40?
Or will I be 97.

This is a question,
That crosses my mind.
There are more,
But not that kind.

My biggest thought,
Is about you Dad.
When I think of you,
I get real sad.

There are answers,
I wish I knew.
When I get there,
Will I see you?

I wish there was some way
That you could show,
Just a little something Dad,
To let me know.

I want to believe,
In my heart,
That mom's premonitions,
Were truly that start.

She told us all,
That she talked to you,
We all believe,
That it was true.

She helped us all,
With the thing's she did
To ease our pain,
Of you both leaving your kids.

We all miss you Dad,
And we miss Mom too.
We want you to know,
We hope to again see you!

We love you both with all our hearts!!