When most little girls dreamed of having
A shining knight to love
Her heart was already set on treasures up above
She knew her travels would take her
To those streets of gold
Already homesick for heaven, I suppose
When there’s laughter all around her
And all her struggles put away
I see that melancholy smile no one’s supposed to see
I ask her how she’s feeling as I pull her close
She says “I’m homesick for heaven, I suppose”.
Many years from now
When her children are all grown
She’ll have bittersweet memories of her journey home
She’ll finally come to the place
She was always reaching for
And she won’t be homesick for heaven anymore.
She won’t be homesick for heaven anymore.
Lyrics by A.G. Lloyd Copyright 2003
Serve Him in the Waiting 
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Well done Garrett. Home is where the heart is. How true the statement especially when somebody else close to you sees that in you that your heart is in the right place and celebrate with the dedication of a beautiful song. I can identify with the feeling being a nomad that has taken up his tent many times and longing for my real home from which I will not be uprooted anymore. I feel less and less attached to this world and the things of this world. I have traveled light all my life and do not want to be like Mrs.Lot looking back to see all that I lost.
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Thank you Jessie Jeanine. I felt a kindrid spirit when I read yours as well. Thanks for stopping by.
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This has also been my own dream ever since I was a little girl. To read those words written by someone else touches my heart, especially “Homesick for Heaven.” Well done and thank you so much for sharing this. Many blessings to you!
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